Looking for another chance

For someone else to be

Looking for another place

To ride into the sun

Ride into the sun

Ride into the sun

Ride into the sun

Ride into the sun

Where -

- everything seems so pretty

But if you're tired and you're sick of the city

Remember that it's just a flower

Made out of clay

Oh-oh-oh, the city -

- where everything seems so dirty

But if you're tired and you're filled with self-pity

Remember that you're just one more

Person who's there

It's hard to live in the city

It's hard to live in the city, oh, oh-oh

It's hard to live in the city, oh, wow-wow

It's hard to live in the city