Lou Reed In My City

No I wish, go to these days, to that fire, go
By the streets of my city
Now I wish, go to these days, to that fire, go
By the streets of my city, how I wish, how I wish
A day lying in my storm
Still fly alone like I’ve allways done
It s just the kind of things i love
So proud of myself
I’m the opposite of you
So you appear in certain forms
It allways hurts so i destoy it
These are that kind of things I avoid
When a motherfucker took me a photograph of you
And i looked back
A girl that never smiled
It was the day that star played in our city, again
And I saw that night
And all these treasures inside
Ironicly it was me looking so stupid
Then I, used to be, surrounded by your arms…
And now I feel and I wonder where’s that fire
No, I wish go to these days, to that fire, go
By the streets of my city
Now I wish, go to these days, to that fire, go
By the streets of my city, how I wish, how I wish
Then I, used to be, surrounded by your arms…
No, I wish go to these days, to that fire, go
By the streets of my city
Now I wish, go to these days, to that fire, go
By the streets of my city, how I wish, how I wish