I felt that I was half alive I counted 24, 25 I wanted, I wanted not to be lonely but still alone Walking slowly but nearing home I wanted I wanted In this old city of hearts What is young we tear apart I have always wondered why In this old city of hearts What is young we tear apart Won't you open up our eyes You'd say that it was true to form I was wishing hard for a storm I wanted, I wanted to see storm clouds rushing by In a dark, brooding, stormy sky I wanted, I wanted In this old city of hearts What is young we tear apart I have always wondered why In this old city of hearts What is young we tear apart Won't you open up our eyes