Chicago

You won't find salvation
In the hills of Tennessee
The dust from the desert wasn't as forgiving
As you hoped it'd be

When all your greatest plans
Have fallen through the floor
And everybody's left you wanting more
I'll still be waiting
If word from you I hear
I'll meet you in Chicago at the end of the year

You dragged yourself to the Golden Coast
But the tide wouldn't wash away your sin
And the peace that you found in the northern woods
Was shattered by the northern wind

When all your greatest plans
Have fallen through the floor
And everybody's left you wanting more
I'll still be waiting
If word from you I hear
I'll meet you in Chicago at the end of the year

When you left home, you didn't know how lonely
The road could be
When you left home, you didn't know how lonely
The road could be

When all your greatest plans
Have fallen through the floor
And everybody's left you wanting more
I'll still be waiting
If word from you I hear
I'll meet you in Chicago at the end of the year
I'll meet you in Chicago at the end of the year



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Turner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link