Testo New York's Not My Home - Jim Croce
Testo della canzone New York's Not My Home (Jim Croce), tratta dall'album You Don't Mess Around With Jim
Things were spinnin' 'round me
And all my thoughts were cloudy
And I had begun to doubt all the things that were me
Been in so many places
You know I've run so many races
I looked into the empty faces of the people of the night
Somethin' is just not right
'Cause I know that I've gotta get outta here
I'm so alone
Don't you know that I gotta get outta here
'Cause New York's not my home
Though, all the streets are crowded
There's somethin' strange about it
I lived there 'bout a year and I never once felt at home
I thought I'd make the big time
I learned a lot of lessons awfully quick
And now I'm tellin' you that they were not the nice kind
It's been so long since I have felt fine
That's the reason that I've gotta get outta here
I'm so alone
Don't you know that I gotta get outta here
'Cause New York's not my home
That's the reason that I've gotta get outta here
I'm so alone
Don't you know that I gotta get outta here
'Cause New York's not my home
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Writer(s): Robert J. Ritchie, James J. Croce
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