Pour me a glass of your galaxy,
for me to see what i get out of it,
then I'll decide if i want to stay.
You may be right
and you may want it your way
but haven't you heard the birds say,
that the fleeting soul doesn't stop.
It may break your heart or mine
but you know, that, I cant stay for too long
For, I have a long way to go
and a pleasant journey ahead..
with you or without,
I must walk ahead.

Every time I set foot in this city of dreams,
it beckons me and, yet, makes me feel like an outsider.
With its tall buildings and crowded roads,
with bridges built on sweat and blood
and empires built on character.
With its sticky wind and fast pace
you try to embrace the city,
but before you know it,
you get entangled
in this city of dreams,
this empire of hope.