It's not like it's a matter of life or death You've not grown out of love yet, there's plenty left In the city I know, in the city I call my own In the city I know, in the city I know In the city I call my own In the city I call my own In the city I call my own In the city I call my own It's not like it's a matter of life or death You're not run out of love, yet there's plenty left In the city I go, in the city I call my own It's not like it's a matter of life or death You're not run out of love, yet there's plenty left In the city I go, in the city I call my own Oh-Oh-Oh In the city I go, in the city I call my own Oh-Oh-Oh Oh-Oh-Oh Oh-Oh-Oh Oh-Oh-Oh Oh-Oh-Oh Oh-Oh-Oh Oh-Oh-Oh Oh-Oh-Oh