City Of Lakes - Matt Mays

This pavement feels cold on my face 
And my bones have seen better days 
Be a friend, pick me up off the ground 
Nice and easy, oooh 
I got a scar, you can see it from afar 
Like cigarette burns on the top of my guitar 
If you wish me luck, don’t tell me to break a leg 
I coulda been walking on a peg 

And at the end of the day I will return to the city of lakes 
Where the real people roam close to where all the real waves break 

I got a girl, she got lots of style 
You can see every tooth in her mouth when she smiles 
She’s prettier than you, and you, and you 
Yeah, she’s prettier than you 
I got a dream, I hope that it comes true 
And if it don’t, don’t know what I’m gonna do 
I got a dream, I got a dream 

And at the end of the day I will return to the city of lakes 
Where the real people roam close to where all the real waves break 

I lost a friend here in this past year 
I miss his guitar playing in my ear 
Be a friend, take away all my fears 
Nice and easy, nice and easy, nice and easy