We stayed up all night long Made our drinks too strong Feeling ten feet tall Ropes swinging into the water In the middle of the night Like oh oh oh oh oh Breaking our boots in Stomping on the ground we grew up on Yeah, we were raised on it

We stayed up all night long Made our drinks too strong Feeling ten feet tall Ropes swinging into the water In the middle of the night Like oh oh oh oh oh Breaking our boots in Stompin' on the ground we grew up on Yeah, we were raised on it (Raised on it)

And I will wait, I will wait for you Wait for now And I'll kneel down Know my ground 'Cause I will wait, I will wait for you Well I came home Like a stone And I fell heavy into your arms These days of dust

Rambling out of the wild west Leaving the towns I love best Thought I'd seen some ups and down 'Till I come into New York town People going down to the ground Building going up to the sky Wintertime in New York town The wind blowing snow around Walk

Leaving the ground When I'm with you To hold them down Slip into your skin and spend the night And get out of mine Walking the streets in dark Where lamps are the sunshine for the trees Oh for the trees cause everybody needs somebody

We stayed up all night long Made our drinks too strong Feeling ten feet tall Ropes swinging into the water In the middle of the night Like oh oh oh oh oh Breaking our boots in Stompin' on the ground we grew up on Yeah, we were raised on it (Raised on it)

Late nights in the city, causin' hell Burn this bitch into the ground, oh well If all we got tonight, let's do this right Let's do this right Let's go to (paradise) When you right here, I come alive One more hit and we can fly This shit feel like

Kick love into motion Take a little love and shake it all around Take me in your arms and throw me to the ground I just happen to be a man Try to stop this thing comin' Stand up for love My love is like a motor Burnin' all the time

I gotta get home there's a garden to tend There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my attic Whistling static When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again Well I can't believe that my lime tree is dead I

Surrounded by disgust Pounded into dust Blood soaks the ground In their own, they will drown Forces of hate meet Gather for the siege Encircling their foe The raid begins Their revenge is sought