Chicago

I'm getting used to living here, the bustle and the noise
Pollution keeps the stars away at night
But i'm feeling so much happier without you in my life
So i'll cope by looking at the city lights

The car horns easily replace your yelling in the back
This time they're not directed at me
And i suppose i'm always used the way you used to drive
So i'm not bothered by the swerves in the taxi

I used to navigate your feelings
Now i'm traveling the streets
Traffic here's a nightmare
Yet i've never felt so free

Millions of people
All in hurries in their cars
It's a trade, i guess
My freedom for the stars

My whole apartment's smaller than my childhood bedroom
Yet somehow it's even less of a cage
I'm younger than my neighbors, some still give me dirty looks
Yet none of them invalidate me with my age

I miss using my license, taking wheels to anywhere
Now i have two feet instead of my own car
There's only so much i can walk before they start to ache
But meanwhile i can travel twice as far

Used to navigate your feelings
Now i'm traveling the streets
Traffic here's a nightmare
Yet i've never felt so free

Millions of sidewalks
Corners taken by guitars
It's a trade, i guess
My freedom for the stars

I'm feeling so much bigger
Than i used to feel at home
Skyscrapers tower over me
Yet i feel like this is home

Billions of buildings
Potholes filled in with black tar
It's a trade, i guess
My freedom for the stars