you know,
those first few moments of trying to stay awake
i missed you as i lay there
i can tell you,
a million dreams have been dreamt in my bed

when the choices disappear
when there are no options
where are word you like to hear
then you know it is the real thing

but when you said –
i am stuck right here –
and there is nowhere –
i would rather be

i am holding on for luck
still waiting for the bus to come
perhaps it came and went
when i was just so young
perhaps you will understand what i meant

city people
coming round again
city people
city people in my life

standing here
stripped bare
of all that is wrong
clothes in feelings of,
‘i really care’

your place,
my land,
your world
my destination