Lyric The City

Written by Bob Welch.


Gonna stay out of New York
There s something there that drives me crazy
Gonna stay out of New York
There s something there that bleeds me dry
It gets so bad that I stop breathin
And then the sun don t wanna shineThere s something wrong with New York
It s a prison without walls
No I won t go back there
I just don t like that place at all
You might call it sophistication
But I say time is runnin out

I won t go back to New York
There s a darkness all around
No, I just can t handle it
You know that place is gettin me down
You can say it s sophistication
But I say time is runnin out