Lletres: Tina Dickow. The City.

Where are you now, my friend?
Pulling your bike past their windows again?
You know they won't let you in
You don't change the city
The city changes you

Where are you now, my love?
Still in the war with the Aphrodite Mob?
What was I thinking of?
You don't change the city
The city...

You close your eyes
Fall into the rythm
Under the lights
You don't see the shadows
Your shadow watches you

Where does it go, my love?
A mere song that echos from the rooftops above
You've given all but please don't give up
You don't touch the magic
The magic touches you

Under the lights
We fall into the rythm
We close our eyes
We don't watch the city
The city... You...