City Lights

I like the lights, the city lights
I like the fact that they resemble the sky.

I like the crowd, the city crowd.
I like the fact that it makes me proud and remember where I came from.

Cause I know I love my town,
And I know no one can take that away from me.
But I like the smell, the city smell.
I like the fact that after a long day, I can see the trees sway now and then.

The bright lights might make people think twice,
But how can I be, what I dream to be, without the city lights.

But that don't mean, I don't miss home.
It's just that I have one more town, to call my own.