City Video (MV)

IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm giving up the cigarettes
IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm tired of the drinking
Think IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'll learn a second language
Got some friends are Puerto Rican
Speaking of my friends I know they donà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â' always keep me in line
But I swear theyà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â're full of wisdom and Ià  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â'm learning all the time
And I know IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm going to get there
Going to get there some day
But in this there are no shortcuts
No how,
No way.
And IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â've been living my life
Longing for a City
Longing for someone I can call my own
I ainà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â't talking about love and I do not ask for pity
I just want a bit of something when IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm feeling down
IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â've done my time
And now I find I want a city.

IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm knocking on the steeple door and IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm waiting for an answer
My sneakers are stuck in bubble gum and my heart starts beating faster.
What if there is no design?
What if God donà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â't have a plan?
I start screaming at the mezzanine
But an old priest lets me in,
Sits me down and says,
à  à  à  à  à  à  à  à  Son, youà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â've got someone up there who ainà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â't never gonna let you down,
But in this there are no shortcuts
No way,
No how.

And IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â've been living my life
Longing for a City
Longing for someone I can call my own
I ainà  à  à  à  à  à  à  à Â't talking about love and I do not ask for pity
I just want a bit of something when IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â'm feeling down
IÃ Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â Ã Â've done my time
And now I find I want a city.