Walking through the city
In the middle of the night
There's still so much light
All around
They say walking is for fools
But that isn't what I've found
When the city never sleeps
I sleep to get around
Hey!
All of my friends are talking about moving out
They need a little room to breath
Find some land of their own
Where they can just stay
For fifty years they'll love every day
But that garden you know you gotta grow it
And that grass you gotta mow it
And I feel you already know it
This ain't gonna fix anything
Walking through the city
In the middle of the night