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The city's lit up like the Fourth of JulyThe children playing in the streetsI'm laying int he bed next to youJust trying to get some sleepDon't you know that we need the restWe need a pocket full of cashI'm tired of working my hand to the boneAnd I can barely pay the rent
-Chorus-Cause it's a hard road aheadAnd that's the price we've paidSo pray for meAnd won't you pray for rain
Do you miss the Midwestern sunIt's half as big but it's twice as warmMy heart is not a thousand miles awayBut I can't look you in the faceAnd tell you I don't miss those daysBecause no one knowsWhat tomorrow bringsA bed of roses or some shattered dreamsI would do it all over againJust to see your hair dancingIn the sweet Northeastern wind
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Seeing if your dreams come trueClouds may follow usSome might say this bird has flownBut I don't think it hasLord I know it can't
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