Where all your girls are pretty
All your men [bad word] from somewhere
Making a name for themselves

Are [bad word] from something
Or did [bad word] from nothing
Are you testing the Lord
With the cards that you've been dealt

Where do you find peace
In the middle of the city
Hard enough to find a friend
When everyone's starting over again

I feel like a child
In a world that seems shapeless
When I am most afraid
Is when I get sucked back in

Yeah, you came here with nothing
And your leaving with the same
Sometimes the road that you were walking on
Is going the wrong way
 [bad word] as you are
When you leave you will be changed
Everyday is a gift, everyday is a gift
And it's all slipping away

Now if you leave
Will you feel defeated
Cause you didn't take from the city
As much as the city took from you

What if you'd stayed
What if you'd done what you were thinking
I'd rather you give up on life in the city
Than giving up on life too
It must be hard to live
In the midst of all those buildings
Where the changing of the wind
Don't seem a miracle at all

And by the hands of man
It's a maze of bad habits
Where the rabbit in the hat
Is just a train in the fog

Yeah, you came here with nothing
And your leaving with the same
Sometimes the road that you were walking on
Is going the wrong way
 [bad word] as you are
When you leave you will be changed
Everyday is a gift, everyday is a gift
And it's all slipping away

Follow your dreams
But beware of the illusions
You won't feel the void in your heart
With a bank statement and a car

What is it worth, what is it worth
Have you given up on freedom
You spent your life earning the keys to set you free
When you were free all along

New York City
Where all your girls are pretty
All your men [bad word] from somewhere
Making a name for themselves

Are [bad word] from something
Or did [bad word] from nothing
Are you testing the Lord
With the cards that you've been dealt