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• Artiste: David McMillin
• Titre: Manhattan Streets
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There are girls like you that dream of California Every waking minute of every day There are guys like me that drink down the wonder of New York City Say a prayer to break away And it's times like these that stop the world From turning into what we don't want to see Too much time starting in the mirror You'll turn into who you don't want to be So when I catch a glimpse of the sun We may very well never meet again Cause when life gets big I dream even bigger So I can forget everywhere I've been But you know where I'm coming from Now I'm riding in the backseat of America Searching for some place to hide And I know Charleston will never have all my answers But when I moved away, something in my heart died And it's songs like these That keep the world singing in key And who I am, is one thing I'll never understand You got to figure out who you are, Before you set yourself free And if life is what you make of it We don't got much room for honesty I'll make life out of what I take from it While I steal everything I see Oh manhattan street And my 8 o'clock dreams Are now midnight should've been could've beens And now it seems I lose my days in now and thens And oh manhattan street Does everyone know What their lives mean, and where they want to go Alright then Hold me up, fold me up Take me as I am Wear me down, tear me down When you're doing the best you can Alright (x3)