City ~

There's a harvest each Saturday night /At the bars filled with perfume and hitching a ride /A place you can stand for one night and get gone /It's clear this conversation ain't' doing a thing /Cause these boys only listen to me when I sing /And I don't feel like singing tonight /All the same songs /Here in these deep city lights /Girl could get lost tonight /I'm finding every reason to be gone /Nothing here to hold on to /Could I hold you? /The situation's always the same /You got your wolves in their clothes whispering Hollywood's name /Stealing gold from the silver they see /But it's not me /Here in these deep city lights /Girl could get lost tonight /I'm finding every reason to be gone /There's nothing here to hold on to /Could I hold you? /Calling out somebody save me I feel like I'm fading away /Am I gone? /Calling out somebody save me I feel like I'm fading /In these deep city lights /Girl could get lost tonight /I'm finding every reason to be gone /There's nothing here to hold on to /Could I hold on to you?




And I couldn't elaborate some more.