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I was on my way back home When I found out I didn't have a home to speak of, no Riding the train back home When I called you You said you weren't alone Turn around, boy In the city, you can find your dreams And you can make them your own They're right there (Right there) So many pretty things (Right there) In the bottle, you can lose your soul And then your dreams are no more They were right here (Right here) The city is your home I was on my way back home When I lost you Now, I don't have no love to speak of Catching a train back home You wrecked my soul Said I was not the one Goodbye now, boy In the city, you can find your dreams And you can make them your own They're right there (Right there) So many pretty things In the bottle, you can lose your soul And then your dreams are no more They were right here (Right here) The city is your home (Right here) In the city, you can find your dreams And you can make them your own They're right there (Right here) So many pretty things (Right here) In the bottle, you can lose your soul And then your dreams are no more They were right here(Right here) The city is your home