Here it’s always hot, even when it’s raining and I know you hate it.
I know people are rude and distant, they never understand what you are trying to say.
I can see that this city is not pretty, I know you can never have fun, but this is baby, because you feel alone.
I can see it in your face, always afraid, but you’ve survived here, so that makes you brave.
Come out honey, just take a plane, spend all your money in the dreams you made.
And when you smile again, forgetting all the past, I’ll be sitting right next where you are.
Come out little silly, they don’t who you are, don’t keep talking to them, don’t lose any more time.
Don’t think about looking back, you could never miss what was never yours… And baby, this is not your home.
"Don't you know you might find a better place to play"
Don't look back in anger/Oasis
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