Daydreaming, daydreaming all the time Daydreaming, daydreaming into the night And I'm alright Living in a city of sleepless people Who all know the limits and won’t go too far outside the lines 'Cause they're out of their minds I wanna get out and build

But I’ll be buried in Detroit Buried in Detroit Next to my father, and my father’s father too I used to live in New York City But, baby, that ain’t no substitute Not for my hometown That place people avoid I’ve made love in every city Whoa ho, whoa ho

See how I miss you? See how I miss you? (hey you, hey you) Rays of the moon make magic in the streets of the city All the people get strange but their faces look so pretty All the walking graffiti, survivalist bums Even the secret police shout that

Paints a trace of sadness Sweet, sweet is the night When the day is done and there's nowhere to run And the people of the city have all lost and won In your city dress you stand and stare And you smoke another cigarette and comb your hair And the light

The people turned away Down by the seaside See the boats go sailin' Can the people hear What the little fish are sayin' Oh, oh, the people turned away Oh, the people turned away Down in the city streets, See all the folk go racin', racin'

Com, commotion Git, git, git, gone Traffic in the city turns my head around No, no, no, no, no Backed up on the freeway, I'm backed up in the church Everywhere you look there's a frown, frown People keep a-talkin', they don't say a word Jaw, jaw, jaw,

(San Francisco), San Francisco (San Francisco), he he he he hey (You don't find them finer) (Searching for what we all treasure: pleasure) (Brightly on nights tell a glory story) (San Francisco), City by the Bay yeah (San Francisco), take me to the water

You can live your life in a crowded city, You can walk along a crowded street. But the city really ain't no bigger than the friendly People, friendly people that you meet. You might be a sweet young, sweet young pretty, pretty, And at the dances you

Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling P.E.O.P.L.E.C.I.T.Y People in the city On the sidewalk (People in the city) Near the street lamp (People in the city) At the bus stop (People in the city) Down the station (People in

The city streets are full of people going Nowhere making time The change from night to day is really only hours Won't somebody throw me down a line They say some days you're gonna win They say some days you're gonna lose I tell you I got news for you