In a City

I start my day on 86 and Lex
 I make my way downtown on the 4 express
 I see a Spanish girl in a red dress
 She's got big brown eyes that are looking for sex
 And all these hipsters are trying too hard
 All the yuppies stare at my guitar
 I see a banker with his perfect life
 He's got all the money, that money can buy
 Well it's getting really hard to dream
 In a city that never sleeps
 Well I don't fit the mold
 I've never been afraid of growing old
 I find out where I am, when it's 3am
 And I don't know where to go
 I'm just trying to land on my feet
 But I'm never quite up to speed
 I find out who I am when it's 3am
 The last dreamer on the street
 In a city
 That never sleeps
 In a city
 That never sleeps
 I see my family on the Upper East Side
 I'm underdressed and they think I'm high
 They ask about all songs I write
 We're all related, so I keep it light
 Well it's getting really hard to dream
 In a city that never sleeps
 Well I don't find the mold
 I never been afraid of growing out
 I find out where I am, when it's 3am
 And I don't know where to go
 I'm just trying to land on my feet
 But I'm never quite up to speed
 I find out who I am when it's 3am
 The last dreamer on the street
 In a city
 That never sleeps
 In a city
 That never sleeps
 In a city
 That never sleeps
 In a city
 That never sleeps
 Maybe I should move to the suburbs
 And find a significant other
 'Cause a white picket fence is the best defense against the world outside
 Well I don't find the mold
 I never been afraid of growing out
 I find out who I am, when it's 3am
 The last dreamer on the street
 In a city
 That never sleeps
 In a city
 That never sleeps
 In a city
 That never sleeps
 In a city
 That never sleeps