- Big Apple Big Heart
I'm about to get on a plane to New York City
I'm about to leave this town that's left me feeling so empty
It's just me and my guitar and my words
Yeah, together we can take on this world
Now I've been dreaming about this since i was young
To get on that stage, I'll show them just where I'm from
And I'll show I'm only alright when I'm up there
I'm only me when I'm up there
As i pack my things i check both my empty pockets
And there's still nothing there
No, there's still nothing there
I turn to my left i see my mother crying
She says to me: "Why couldn't you have been a doctor or a lawyer?"
I say: "Come on, you know we've been through this before."
I turn and smile to her as i walked out her door
And i said I'm only alright when I'm up there
I'm only me when I'm up there
Letras
- A Poem By Adam Wolfson
Um Poema De Adam Wolfson
All Based On A Storyline
Tudo baseado em um enredo
Anna Begins
Big Apple Big Heart
Boys! Lets Raise Our Glasses!
Cardigans And Swing Sets
Cardigans e ventos fortes
El Dorado
First One, I Love You So Much More
First One, I Love You So Much More
Fuck You Head
My Love
Meu Amor
No More San Francisco
Products Of Poverty
Produtos da Pobreza