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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Isaacs
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fred Wilheim
Composer
Michael T. Post
Composer
Brian Nash
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Bright
Producer
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The streets are jammed with traffic going nowhere
There's rows of parking meters, instead of trees
A highrise on either side, makes a sliver of the sky
And it feels like they're closing in on me
I know the stars are up there
But I never get to see 'em
Ain't nothin' growing here, but a lonely feeling
All I need is room to run
Where the horizon's endless
And heaven shines on me at night
I wanna race the rising sun
Somewhere where there are no fences
And find a place that's mine
Under a big sky
Under a big sky
I tried so hard to make myself a home here
But you can't put down roots in concrete
I feel like a stranger
Like I'm living in a cage here
And it's been so long since I've felt like me
There's horses pulling tourists
Down on Second Avenue
I look at them and wonder
If they feel the way I do
All I need is room to run
Where the horizon's endless
And heaven shines on me at night
I wanna race the rising sun
Somewhere where there are no fences
And find a place that's mine
Under a big sky
Under a big sky
No I don't wanna wait
(I don't wanna wait)
'Til it's too late
To find a place I belong
All I need is room to run
Where the horizon's endless
And heaven shines on me at night
(Under a big sky)
I wanna race the horizon sun
Somewhere where there are no fences
And find a place that's mine
Under a big sky
Under a big sky
(No I don't wanna wait)
Under a big sky
('Til it's too late)
(No I don't wanna wait)
Under a big sky
(To find a place)
(No I don't wanna wait)
Under a big sky
('Til it's too late)
Written by: Brian Nash, Fred Wilheim, Michael T. Post


