Unsure, lady If there's room for you and I You're pouring your concrete And it's taking time for it to dry Your voice is restful Whoa, like a lullaby But here in the city I'm likely to forget To toss it to the wind We could be the kings 'Til they cut us down We could live the dream Until we come around And I see the edge of a thousand miles You're pouring your concrete Don't think you'll see my face again I found a way I think you'll like I believed I was polished Rough around the edges And dancing in your heart, whoa We could be the kings 'Til they cut us down We could live the dream Until we come around I found a way I think you'll like I believed I was polished Rough around the edges And dancing in your heart Oh, yeah. We could be the kings 'Til they cut us down We could live the dream Until we come around I found a way I think you'll like I believed I was polished Rough around the edges And dancing in your heart Oh, yeah. A little rough around the edges Polished A little rough around the edges