(reed)

Looking for another place
Somewhere else to be
Looking for another chance
To ride into the sun

Ride into the sun
Ride into the sun
Ride into the sun
Ride into the sun

Where everything seems so pretty
When youre lonely and tired of the city
Remember its a flower made out of clay

To the city
Where everything seems so ugly
When your sitting at home in self pitty
Remember youre just one more person
Whos living there

Its hard to live in the city
Its hard to live in the city
Its hard to live in the city
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