Coulda been New York

A day late, a buck short

But in this dream

I don’t remember



I have this dream

Everyday I wake up tired

Still it seems

I don’t remember



King for a day

But I cannot see your way

When I tell you that I cannot be there for you



Coulda been Southside

Armies I divide

But in this dream

I don’t remember



Swim a thousand miles

Walk threw walls of fire

Yes!

I can remember



King for a day

But I cannot see your way

When I tell you that I cannot be there for you

Free

Free



You can’t stop us now (yeah