paroles de chanson From High Above the City - Fairmont

From high above the city
I can see all the stars,
Buses look like matchbox cars
From high above the city
I can′t hear no siren noise,
The people look like little girls and boys
On these concrete streets the grass will never grow
And these concrete walls will never let us go.
From high above the city
The water looks like cellophane
As light bounces off the window panes.
From high above the city
The red street lights make it all look likes it's burning.
On these concrete streets the grass will never grow
And these concrete walls will never let us go.
Baby we′re going nowhere, Baby we're going nowhere,
Nowhere, nowhere, Baby we're going nowhere
Sometimes I hate to admit without you I′d fall apart,
Sometimes I hate to admit this world is breaking our hearts.
It didn′t start out like this, it didn't start out like this.
Baby we′re going nowhere.
This could be heaven, this could be hell, this is life, this is how it's going.
I never would have believed in a million years, this is life, this is how it′s going.