Lonely in the City - The Lake Poets

I’m lost in the city

My face is a mess

I’m drowning in a pity of an urban loneliness

There’s booze on her breath and fags in her mouth

It may be summer but the birds are flying south

And I’m so lonely in the city that I call home

There’s no where to go

The sky is turning grey

I put a bondage on my heart and I will be okay

There’s booze on her breath and fags in her mouth

It may be summer but the birds are flying south

And I am so lonely in the city that I call home

Far far away and I don’t know exactly what to say

Far far away and I know I’ll see you again someday

I’m lost in the city

My face is a mess

I’m drowning in a pity of an urban loneliness

There’s booze on her breath and fags in her mouth

It may be summer but the birds are flying south

And I’m so lonely in the city

I’m so lonely in the city

I’m so lonely in the city that I call home