If This City Never Sleeps - Rosie Thomas

Oh, at night when I sleep

Oh, the dreams come to me

Make me believe that my life is not my own

And if life were like my dreams

Oh, the things I would see

I would be so much braver than I know

No I can’t understand

What it means to be a man

And to lead a woman from her home

And if love were indeed

All the things I believe

Then I guess I would never feel alone

Oh, will I never know?

If this city never sleeps

Does that mean that no one dreams?

If that’s so then I guess I’m coming home