L.A.'s fine, the sun shines most of the time
And the feeling is laid back (feeling is laid back oh)
Palm trees grow and rents are low
Don't you know
I keep working my way back
But I'm Jamaican boy born and raised
Nowadays, I'm lost between two shores
L.A.'s fine, but it ain't home
New York is home,
But it ain't mine no more
I am... I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
I am... I cried
I am... said I
And I am lost and I can't
Even say why
Leavin' me lonely still
Did you read about a frog
Who dreamed of bein' a king
And they all became one
Except for the names
And a few other changes
You talk about me
The story is the same one
But I've got this emptiness deep inside
And it won't let me go
And I'm a man who don't like to swear
But I hate the sound of being alone
I am... I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
I am... I cried
I am ... said I
And I am lost and I can't
Even say why
I am... I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
I am... I cried
I am ... said I
And I am lost and I can't
Even say why
Believe in loneliness
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