Songteksten
His heart is as big as Los Angeles, with millions of people inside
And he never gets tired of holding Pomona to the 405
I never feel neglected, in fact, I'm priotitized
Cuz he is as deep as the ocean, and I am his Hollywood sign
Yeah I am his Hollywood sign
But sometimes, I get tired
And sometimes I wonder
Are we Los Angeles? Pretty and picturesque?
On the inside a tangled mess...
Do you hate me sometimes? I promise too much
In this city of dreams, am I enough?
Or are we just lost
On this neverending freeway, my heart is all locked up
If you could just come and get me, I wouldn't feel so stuck
But sometimes, I wonder
Is it real or...
Are we Los Angeles? Pretty and picturesque?
On the inside a tangled mess...
Do you hate me sometimes? I promise too much
In this city of dreams, am I enough?
Or are we just lost
Cuz I'm getting tired of you holding back
Waiting on something that I know will last
But every time I try to push you away, you let me stay
Yeah, you let me stay
Los Angeles, pretty and picturesque
On the inside a tangled mess
Cuz I hate you sometimes
You promise too much
In the city of dreams
I'm never enough
Cuz I am just lost, yeah I am just lost, I am just lost...
Los Angeles... pretty and picturesque...
Writer(s): Sonja Midthun
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