Lookin' for another chance someone else to be Lookin' for another chance to ride into the sun
Ride into the sun ride into the sun Ride into the sun ride into -
- The sun where - - everything seems so pretty when you're lonely and tired of the city Remember it's a flower made out of clay
To the city - - where everything seems so ugly when you're sitting alone in self pity Remember you're just one more person who's living there
It's hard to live in the city It's hard to live in the city It's hard to live in the city It's hard to live in the city It's hard to live in the city It's hard to live in the city