Lyric I am ... I said

LA s fine, sunshine most of 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, I said
And I am lost, and I can t even say why
Leavin me lonely still

Did you ever read about a frog who dreamed of being a king
And then became one
Well, except for the names and a few other changes
If you talk about me, the story s the same one

But I got an emptiness deep inside
And I ve tried but it won t let me go
And I m not a man who likes to swea
But I ve never cared for the sound of being alone

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