Из альбома: On My Way

Sometimes I wish I had a farm
Where the only pollution is your cigarettes
Where your mind is clear
But I like it here in my small space
New York's the place where the sidewalks know my face
As I walk to

My apartment, the home where I hide
Away from all the darkness outside
I'm there all the time

Bikes ride to the park and city pools
It's summer now; empty the school
Fly home to my cat on the F train
I'm protected from pain
When I'm in

My apartment, the home where I hide
Away from all the darkness outside
I'm there all the time

I'm there in my apartment, the home where I hide
Away from all the darkness outside
I'm there all the time

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