Still there's no way to call on me I'd rather stay in Rauba Capeu Joys of a city where no one knows me If I cannot see, would you tell me? It's a fiction I've been there for years but I'm no neighbor I've been dreaming of the many jobs I could have done Beside losing my time When it comes to days that I've been busy Counting all the houses of American style Have my whole life in front of me You make me an older brother Dance like a charm where no one's Ever judging Walls are just crumbling inside And I'm just staring It's a fiction I've been there for years but I'm no neighbor I've been dreaming of the many jobs I could have done Beside losing my time When it comes to days that I've been busy Counting all the houses of American style