Chicago Songtext
von Connor Austin
Chicago Songtext
I′ve been listening to too much Post Malone
'Cause I′ve been feeling all but Whitney since I left
And in the mornings, I don't want to check my phone
'Cause I just know my mother hates that I don′t text
′Cause I've been living out of boxes, in a house that isn′t mine
I don't know my address, and I get lost in all these unfamiliar signs
This city doesn′t know me,
But when I'm in your arms, it feels like home
Chicago isn′t lonely,
It's just the shades of gray and indigo
All the neon lights keep me up at night
Waiting on the end of dial tones
This city doesn't know me,
But when I′m in your arms, it feels like home
I′m well aware that I've been drawing parallels for way too long
Like how you light me up, it takes me back to Cape Town summer sun
Oh, what I′d do to pick you up instead of picking up the phone and living life in different time zones
'Cause I′ve been living out of boxes, in a house that isn't mine
I don′t know my address, and I get lost in all these unfamiliar signs
This city doesn't know me,
But when I'm in your arms, it feels like home
Chicago isn′t lonely,
It′s just the shades of gray and indigo
All the neon lights keep me up at night
Waiting on the end of dial tones
This city doesn't know me,
But when I′m in your arms, it feels like home
You feel like home
(Hey)
(Hey)
When I'm in your arms, it feels like home
(Hey)
(Hey)
When I′m in your arms, it feels like home
(It feels like home, feels like home)
Oh, I've been listening to too much Post Malone
′Cause I've been feeling all but Whitney since I left
(Since I left, since I left)
And in the mornings, I don't want to check my phone
′Cause I just know my mother hates that I don′t text
(It feels like home, feels like home)
This city doesn't know me,
But when I′m in your arms, it feels like home
'Cause I′ve been feeling all but Whitney since I left
And in the mornings, I don't want to check my phone
'Cause I just know my mother hates that I don′t text
′Cause I've been living out of boxes, in a house that isn′t mine
I don't know my address, and I get lost in all these unfamiliar signs
This city doesn′t know me,
But when I'm in your arms, it feels like home
Chicago isn′t lonely,
It's just the shades of gray and indigo
All the neon lights keep me up at night
Waiting on the end of dial tones
This city doesn't know me,
But when I′m in your arms, it feels like home
I′m well aware that I've been drawing parallels for way too long
Like how you light me up, it takes me back to Cape Town summer sun
Oh, what I′d do to pick you up instead of picking up the phone and living life in different time zones
'Cause I′ve been living out of boxes, in a house that isn't mine
I don′t know my address, and I get lost in all these unfamiliar signs
This city doesn't know me,
But when I'm in your arms, it feels like home
Chicago isn′t lonely,
It′s just the shades of gray and indigo
All the neon lights keep me up at night
Waiting on the end of dial tones
This city doesn't know me,
But when I′m in your arms, it feels like home
You feel like home
(Hey)
(Hey)
When I'm in your arms, it feels like home
(Hey)
(Hey)
When I′m in your arms, it feels like home
(It feels like home, feels like home)
Oh, I've been listening to too much Post Malone
′Cause I've been feeling all but Whitney since I left
(Since I left, since I left)
And in the mornings, I don't want to check my phone
′Cause I just know my mother hates that I don′t text
(It feels like home, feels like home)
This city doesn't know me,
But when I′m in your arms, it feels like home
Writer(s): Connor Austin, Ysabelle Cuevas, Todd Tran Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

