Lyrics:

L.A.'s fine, the sun shines most the time
And the feeling is lay back
Palm trees grow and rents are low
But you know I keep thinking about
Making my way back

Well, I'm New York City born and raised
But nowadays I'm lost between two shores
L.A.'s fine but it ain't home
New York's home but it ain't mine no more

I am... I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair

I am... I cried
I am... said I
And I am lost
And I can't even say why
Leaving me lonely still

Did you ever read about a frog who dreamed of being a king
And then became one?
Well, except for the names and a few other changes
If you talk about me
The story's the same one

But I got an emptiness deep inside
And I've tried but it won't let me go
And I'm not a man who likes to swear
But I never cared for the sound of being alone

I am... I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair

I am... I cried
I am... said I
And I am lost
And I can't even say why

I am... I said
I am... I cried
I am...
I am... I said