LA´s fine, the sun shines most the time
The feeling is laid back
Palm trees grow and the rents are low
But you know I keep thinking about
Making my way back

Well, I´m New York City born and raised
But nowadays, I´m lost between two shores
LA´s fine, but it ain´t home
New York´s home but it ain´t mine no more

I am, I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
I am, I cried
I am, said I
And I am lost, and I can´t even say why