The City

This city never sleeps I hear the people walk by when it's late Sirens bleed through my windowsill I can't close my eyes Can't control what I'm into This tower is alive The lights that blind keep me awake With my hood up and lace untied Sleep fills my mind Can't control what I'm into London calls me a stranger A traveler This is now my home, my home I'm burning on the back street Stuck here sitting in the backseat I'm blazing on the street What I do isn't up to you And if the city never sleeps Then that makes two The pavement is my friend And it will take me where I need to go I find it trips me up And puts me down This is not what I'm used to The shop across the road Fulfills my needs and gives me company When I need it Voices speak through my walls I don't think I'm gonna make it Past tomorrow London calls me a stranger A traveler This is now my home, my home I'm burning on the back street Stuck here sitting in the backseat I'm blazing on the street What I do isn't up to you And if the city never sleeps Then that makes two And my lungs hurt And my ears bled With the sound of the city life Echoed in my head Do I need this to keep me alive? The traffic stops and starts But I need to move along London calls me a stranger This is not my home, home I'm burning on the back street Stuck here sitting in the backseat I'm blazing on the street What I do isn't up to you And if the city never sleeps Then that makes two