Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
[Verse 1]
You don't see many shadows here in the city
Only picturesque windows, all covered and dirty
Black and grey that once was new
Yesterday that once was you
No I can't find my shadow in the city
[Verse 2]
We got canyons of smoke and steel-blue horizons
Our castles explode as the city lays dying
History that once was new
Memories that once were true
No, I can't find my shadow in the city
[Bridge]
And oh, for the green, green hills of home
For the hills I used to roam
So many years ago
Oh, for the love that's now grown cold
For the love that's now grown old
As the hills I used to roam
[Verse 3]
You don't find many lovers here in the jungle
Only magazine covers designed for the humble
Cold caress that burns and slides
Emptiness that's hard to hide
Used to be I knew my mind
But I can't find my shadow in the city
Here In the City was written by Philip Clark.