Living In Chicago

If you’re happy and marching forward in your band,
holding hands together, I will understand.
In my life I’m together on my own,
with my own private eggshell, and my phone.

If your mind is in the darkness, could you know?
If it suits you to be fast or far too slow,
will you show me someone who may treat me kind?
Or is this world I live in just a frame of mind?

If you’re living in Chicago, it’s your home.
If you’re living in Chicago, you’re alone.

If you’re happy living down on the ground,
where the crippled and the blind alone can see.
I got a feeling God is still around.
And if I’m right, there must be more than this to see.
If your mind is in the darkness, could you know?
If it suits you to be fast or far too slow,
will you show me someone who may treat me kind?
Or is this world I live in just a frame of mind?
And as soon as you discover where you’re going,
can I walk along the way, along the way?
I’m lonesome and I need somebody knowing
just a few nice words to get me through the day.
If your mind is in the darkness, could you know? (could you know)
If it suits you to be fast or far too slow,
and will you show me someone who may treat me kind?
Or is this world just a frame of mind?

If you’re living in Chicago, it’s your home.
If you’re living in Chicago, you’re alone.
If you’re living in Chicago, it’s your home.
If you’re living in Chicago, you’re alone.

If you’re living in Chicago, you’re alone. (la, la, la…)
If you’re living in Chicago, it’s your home.
If you’re living in Chicago, it’s your home…