I walk along this street and it seems like that I'm looking for myself in the puddles. As if I became rain, I close my eyes and feel the water all over my skin.
Here is the silence again when I close my eyes, and here is the rain again, (then I laugh!), this city got me!
I cross the bridges home, and see the standing towers, the rising of a Victorian castle.
I need these bridges to get home, and feel that I am not hopeless. This city got me...
I crawled to get here, to make a change, I cried for leaving home, even though it was my chance. Oh then the night comes and the cold gets in my bones, and I've been a long time this way...
Here is the silence again when I close my eyes, and here is the rain again, (then I laugh!), this city got me!
I cross the bridges home, and see the standing towers, the rising of a Victorian castle.
I need these bridges to get home, and feel that I am not hopeless. This city got me...
I've been through highs and lows but I feel free. I feel the fresh air shaking me. I left everything I had, but baby, this city got me!
I cross the bridges home, and see the standing towers, the rising of a Victorian castle.
I need these bridges to get home, and feel that I am not hopeless. This city got me...