The finer parts of the city
They never meant that much to me
Just mother’s love and sympathy
I’ve been to New York and Tennessee
Both of them felt the same to me
No home in bricks alone
So if you want to leave,
And you need some company
My house is just a house
And my street is just a street
We’re living, we’re breathing
Coming home feels just like leaving
We’re dancing, we’re singing
Sore bones and ears still ringing
On and on and on and on and on and on and on
I found my place here
One town down, time to move along
And in the end I think one day I’ll settle down
But even then I know I’ll still need you around
Some days just have this way of fading
Of drifting away
So I’m saying If you want me to,
I’ll go anywhere with you
We’ll make the world spin as fast as we want it to
We’re living, we’re breathing
Coming home feels just like leaving
We’re dancing, we’re singing
Sore bones and ears still ringing
On and on and on and on and on and on and on
I found my place here
One town down, time to move along
We drove all night, Mr. Dylan and I
And in the hours we found what makes us ignite
And maybe things weren’t easy, but we didn’t care
It doesn’t matter where we end up,
It only matters how we get there
We’re still living, we’re still breathing
We’re still dancing, we’re still singing
We’re still singing