Utopia

I live in a city full of people I don't know People riding highways from the workplace to the home I raise my head I see they're different than us I only want to hold your hand My holden land I can picture a place Where everybody feels it too It might be fiction but I see it ahead There's nothing I wouldn't do There's nothing I wouldn't do Cut me a slice of the apple that I grow My work is valid I can prove it but I know A woman screams She's looking for me I'm a men who made her cry A cozying lie I can picture a place Where everybody feels it too It might be fiction but I see it ahead There's nothing I wouldn't do There's nothing I wouldn't do Utopia Utopia Utopia Utopia Utopia Utopia Like a hunter with teeth There's nothing I wouldn't do I'ma run through a garden of dirt There's nothing I wouldn't do There's nothing I wouldn't do