All this water falling softly from the sky
All this city’s people, going to tuck themselves inside
Warm your hands, warm your hearts, entwine
I think I’ll take the time to talk with my mind

I think I might just hide

All this glory bursting from this city’s seams
All this colour and opportunity right here in my reach
But I think I’ll stay inside, watch this city fly on by
This weary heart has got a lot to learn about chasing dimes

I think I might just hide
There’s no one to mind if I hide

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