From the Empire state
Spent the night at a party
Eight o'clock in the morning
And the daylight makes me
Look and feel like hell
There's a lot of dreams
For you to do
Throwing money at strangers
I though it would not stop
When you live in a big town
That won't come true
For you to do
When you live in a big town
I grew up in a big town
That make you wanna cry
When you live in a big town
If you want them to love you
There are sights and sounds
Taking pictures from the top
Shaking hands in a big top
I fell under your spell
There's a lot of dreams
There are sights and sounds
That make you wanna cry
There's a lot of things
Sending letters to Paris
There's a lot of dreams
Then you must not love them in return
There's a lot of things
The lessons were not hard to learn
When you live in a big town
That make you wanna cry
For you to do
There are sights and sounds
Taking candy from babes
There are sights and sounds
There's a lot of things
As the rain came down
Where I drank so much
That won't come true
That won't come true
