City of Ghosts
Morning comes early and steals me from my dreams
I dreamt I was back home in the arms of my family
But now I'm awake watching the ceiling-fan spin
In this hot hotel room with the sunlight streaking in
I feel like a stranger
So far from home
Stuck on the other side
In this city of ghosts
Where I wait
For you alone
I was only eight
When my parents brought me across
And for thirty years
I've worked and paid the cost
I fell in love and had a daughter of my own
And now they say I'm illegal
That this ain't my home
(I feel) I feel like a stranger
(So far) so far from home
(Stuck on) stuck on the other side
In this city of ghosts
Where I wait (where I wait)
For you alone
As I left for work
Immigration was waiting for me
And as the van door slammed
I could hear my daughter scream
They took me to a crowded cell in LA
And by nightfall I was over the border in this place
Now I walk these foreign dusky streets
To the Church of our Lady of Guadalupe
Where I sit and I pray and I ask for a sign
Not from God but from the smugglers that cross the line
(I feel) I feel like a stranger
(So far) so far from home
(Stuck on) stuck on the other side
In this city of ghosts
Where I wait (where I wait)
For you
Alone
I dreamt I was back home in the arms of my family
But now I'm awake watching the ceiling-fan spin
In this hot hotel room with the sunlight streaking in
I feel like a stranger
So far from home
Stuck on the other side
In this city of ghosts
Where I wait
For you alone
I was only eight
When my parents brought me across
And for thirty years
I've worked and paid the cost
I fell in love and had a daughter of my own
And now they say I'm illegal
That this ain't my home
(I feel) I feel like a stranger
(So far) so far from home
(Stuck on) stuck on the other side
In this city of ghosts
Where I wait (where I wait)
For you alone
As I left for work
Immigration was waiting for me
And as the van door slammed
I could hear my daughter scream
They took me to a crowded cell in LA
And by nightfall I was over the border in this place
Now I walk these foreign dusky streets
To the Church of our Lady of Guadalupe
Where I sit and I pray and I ask for a sign
Not from God but from the smugglers that cross the line
(I feel) I feel like a stranger
(So far) so far from home
(Stuck on) stuck on the other side
In this city of ghosts
Where I wait (where I wait)
For you
Alone
Credits
Writer(s): Gene Owens
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