Letra da Música A Day In The City de Tribes Of The City

It's silent at my place
It's so cold in here
I can't feel my toes

I've got dirty nails
Broken fingers
And a million faces
In the dark corner

It's my day
It's my place
And it's my turn to speak now
I can say what it is
I can say what it is
I'm happy with life

But nobody understands
The way my life turned around in the end
And nobody cares
For the way my life turned around in the end

Hopeless and homeless
You are sitting alone
By the fireplace
And your bones seem to break pretty fast
Are you old?
You are old, you are old
That's all you hear all the time

It's my day
It's my place
And it's my turn to speak now
I can say what it is
I can say what it is
I'm happy with life

But nobody understands
The way my life turned around in the end
And nobdy cares
For the way my life turned around in the end

And I do find a piece of humor in it
Oh I do want to dance like others do

But nobody understands
The way my life turned around in the end
And nobody cares
For the way my life turned around in the end
Nobody's there
So you can dance as if noone is watching
And nobody sees
The convergence we've got in between