| Song | In This City |
| Artist | Iglu & Hartly |
| Album | Now That's What I Call Music! 71 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You came in to my life | |
| You cannot separate yourself | |
| You came in to my life | |
| You cannot separate yourself | |
| (Chorus) | |
| And I found that round here | |
| In this city | |
| That I won’t disappear | |
| In this city | |
| I got nothing to fear | |
| In this city | |
| In this city | |
| Close those doors | |
| Close those doors now | |
| Now, now, just keep em open | |
| Keep em open | |
| Yea, keep em open | |
| I’ll keep on, keep keep on going | |
| Taking it in so, so heavy | |
| Take it easy son, this aint so deadly | |
| Got keep on, gotta go on, gotta go on | |
| Take it all with what we’ve done | |
| Gotta push it push it push it | |
| To the top of the building | |
| Even when no one is feeling | |
| It might bother you | |
| Don’t let it | |
| If these people just don’t get it | |
| They can’t express it | |
| They won’t accept it | |
| She said its okay that they may never give you that credit. | |
| (Chorus) | |
| And I found that round here | |
| In this city | |
| That I won’t disappear | |
| In this city | |
| I got nothing to fear | |
| In this city, | |
| In this city | |
| I’ve been down here | |
| Down these roads | |
| People pass through | |
| Some stay some go | |
| Standing here broke | |
| Not a penny to my name | |
| But she says she loves me all the same | |
| I try my best | |
| And you do to | |
| And all you want is something you can move to | |
| Everybody’s gotta get their kicks somewhere | |
| Everybody gotta fit in somewhere | |
| Theres, an open road | |
| And I’m traveling down | |
| Don’t know where to go | |
| But I lock and load | |
| Shoot that sky till the moon explode | |
| Moon explode | |
| Now we’re laying in a field | |
| White flowers on our backs | |
| Talking bout home | |
| But we can’t go back | |
| I guess that’s why we left | |
| So we could take a step | |
| Keep moving and forget the rest. | |
| You came in to my life | |
| You cannot separate yourself | |
| You came in to my life | |
| You cannot separate yourself | |
| (Chorus) | |
| And I found that round here | |
| In this city | |
| That I won’t disappear | |
| In this city | |
| I got nothing to fear | |
| In this city, | |
| In this city |
| You came in to my life | |
| You cannot separate yourself | |
| You came in to my life | |
| You cannot separate yourself | |
| Chorus | |
| And I found that round here | |
| In this city | |
| That I won' t disappear | |
| In this city | |
| I got nothing to fear | |
| In this city | |
| In this city | |
| Close those doors | |
| Close those doors now | |
| Now, now, just keep em open | |
| Keep em open | |
| Yea, keep em open | |
| I' ll keep on, keep keep on going | |
| Taking it in so, so heavy | |
| Take it easy son, this aint so deadly | |
| Got keep on, gotta go on, gotta go on | |
| Take it all with what we' ve done | |
| Gotta push it push it push it | |
| To the top of the building | |
| Even when no one is feeling | |
| It might bother you | |
| Don' t let it | |
| If these people just don' t get it | |
| They can' t express it | |
| They won' t accept it | |
| She said its okay that they may never give you that credit. | |
| Chorus | |
| And I found that round here | |
| In this city | |
| That I won' t disappear | |
| In this city | |
| I got nothing to fear | |
| In this city, | |
| In this city | |
| I' ve been down here | |
| Down these roads | |
| People pass through | |
| Some stay some go | |
| Standing here broke | |
| Not a penny to my name | |
| But she says she loves me all the same | |
| I try my best | |
| And you do to | |
| And all you want is something you can move to | |
| Everybody' s gotta get their kicks somewhere | |
| Everybody gotta fit in somewhere | |
| Theres, an open road | |
| And I' m traveling down | |
| Don' t know where to go | |
| But I lock and load | |
| Shoot that sky till the moon explode | |
| Moon explode | |
| Now we' re laying in a field | |
| White flowers on our backs | |
| Talking bout home | |
| But we can' t go back | |
| I guess that' s why we left | |
| So we could take a step | |
| Keep moving and forget the rest. | |
| You came in to my life | |
| You cannot separate yourself | |
| You came in to my life | |
| You cannot separate yourself | |
| Chorus | |
| And I found that round here | |
| In this city | |
| That I won' t disappear | |
| In this city | |
| I got nothing to fear | |
| In this city, | |
| In this city |
| You came in to my life | |
| You cannot separate yourself | |
| You came in to my life | |
| You cannot separate yourself | |
| Chorus | |
| And I found that round here | |
| In this city | |
| That I won' t disappear | |
| In this city | |
| I got nothing to fear | |
| In this city | |
| In this city | |
| Close those doors | |
| Close those doors now | |
| Now, now, just keep em open | |
| Keep em open | |
| Yea, keep em open | |
| I' ll keep on, keep keep on going | |
| Taking it in so, so heavy | |
| Take it easy son, this aint so deadly | |
| Got keep on, gotta go on, gotta go on | |
| Take it all with what we' ve done | |
| Gotta push it push it push it | |
| To the top of the building | |
| Even when no one is feeling | |
| It might bother you | |
| Don' t let it | |
| If these people just don' t get it | |
| They can' t express it | |
| They won' t accept it | |
| She said its okay that they may never give you that credit. | |
| Chorus | |
| And I found that round here | |
| In this city | |
| That I won' t disappear | |
| In this city | |
| I got nothing to fear | |
| In this city, | |
| In this city | |
| I' ve been down here | |
| Down these roads | |
| People pass through | |
| Some stay some go | |
| Standing here broke | |
| Not a penny to my name | |
| But she says she loves me all the same | |
| I try my best | |
| And you do to | |
| And all you want is something you can move to | |
| Everybody' s gotta get their kicks somewhere | |
| Everybody gotta fit in somewhere | |
| Theres, an open road | |
| And I' m traveling down | |
| Don' t know where to go | |
| But I lock and load | |
| Shoot that sky till the moon explode | |
| Moon explode | |
| Now we' re laying in a field | |
| White flowers on our backs | |
| Talking bout home | |
| But we can' t go back | |
| I guess that' s why we left | |
| So we could take a step | |
| Keep moving and forget the rest. | |
| You came in to my life | |
| You cannot separate yourself | |
| You came in to my life | |
| You cannot separate yourself | |
| Chorus | |
| And I found that round here | |
| In this city | |
| That I won' t disappear | |
| In this city | |
| I got nothing to fear | |
| In this city, | |
| In this city |