Verse:
The streets are cold and my hands are freezing. The city's alive tonight and
there's somebody waiting. Clock strikes five, their all around me, coming down me, the
buildings crowd me. I feel at home.
The streets are cold and my hands are freezing. The city's alive tonight and
there's somebody waiting. Clock strikes five, their all around me, coming down me, the
buildings crowd me. I feel at home.
Chorus: It feels good to be here, to be with you in the city.
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