L.A. s fine, the sun shines most the time
And the feeling is lay back
Palm trees grow, and rents are low
But you know I keep thinkin about
Making my way back
Well I m New York City born and raised
But nowadays, I m lost between two shores
L.A. s fine, but it ain t home
New York s home, but it ain t mine no more
"I am," I said
To no one there
An no one heard at all
Not even the chair
"I am," I cried
"I am," said I
And I am lost, and I can t even say why
Leavin me lonely still
Did you ever read about a frog who dreamed of bein a king
And then became one
Well except for the names and a few other changes
I you talk about me, the story s the same one
But I got an emptiness deep inside
And I ve tried, but it won t let me go
And I m not a man who likes to swear
But I never cared for the sound of being alone
"I am," I said
To no one there
An no one heard at all
Not even the chair
"I am," I cried
"I am," said I
And I am lost, and I can t even say why
Leavin me lonely still
Written by Neil Diamond
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