Abramowicz - Not My City Lyrics

You sit down on the corner of your favourite bar
Are you waiting for a friend
Are you waiting for a romance
Are you waiting for me
Well I ain ́t got time waiting for a sign to come
I ́m thinking about the chances that we let go

You go down to the corner of your favorite street
Are you waiting for something
To find to hold and to keep
When they are selling everything you need
Well I ain ́t got time talking ́bout a revolution
I ́m thinking about the changes about to come

This is not my city
This is just my home
You don ́t look too pretty
When you ́re dancing on your own
In a town for the rich and the famous
There will be no dirt no more
But there will be no birds to sing
A song for the day to begin

You lay down on the streets of your hometown
Are you able to leave?
Can you feel the concrete beneath your feet
Well maybe it ́s wrong to carry on
And maybe it ́s all said and done
But its aching and I ́m not taking it

This is not my city
This is just my home
You don ́t look too pretty
When you ́re dancing on your own
In a town for the rich and the famous
There will be no dirt no more
But there will be no birds to sing
A song for the day to begin

This is not my city
This is just my home
You don ́t look too pretty
When you ́re dancing on your own

This is not my city
This is just my home
You don ́t look too pretty
When you ́re dancing on your own