Reside

If my body is a city
Then where does it reside
Who walks these streets
And where do they hide
Or do they hide
Now you love the guitar
And without it I am sore
So I’ll sing out commanded
Till my heart is so tattered and torn
A heart re-born
So please read me a story
And help me to bed
The booze has got my heart now
Don’t let it take my head
A soul out to be led
So if my body is a city
Then where does it reside
Who walks these streets
And where do they hide
Or do they hide