Philadelphia
You step through me
And the screen door hits the wood
And you’re packing all your things
You say you’re moving out there to Hollywood
And I can’t do a thing
You say there’s nothing for you
In this cardboard town
And every bridge you cross
You’re gonna burn it to the ground
You won’t listen to a word that I’m telling ya
So who’s running through the halls
In the houses of pain
That are staring back at me
Like the ocean from a plane
I swear I’ve seen your eyes
In the ghost of Philadelphia
I think about you late at night sometimes
When I can’t sleep
Cause I can hear the train
It’s always there
You just don’t know it
Till a quarter to three
You just can’t hear it in the day
When everybody’s got your number
In a plexiglass glass town
Where the birds ain’t got wings
But not on makes a sound
Cause they all know how to fly
Just I wouldn’t buy what they’re selling ya
So who’s running through the halls
In the houses of pain
That are staring back at me
Like the ocean from a plane
I swear I’ve seen your eyes
In the ghost of Philadelphia
I run into your old man every now and again
Mostly in the spring
Reminds me of our younger and more genuine days
You weren’t so out of reach
Still for all your running
You just can’t change a mile
Of the things you carry around
In the closet of your mind
And the days keep coming man
They never fail ya
You’re never gonna run away
From what you’re hanging round your head
You’re never gonna run away
From what you’re hanging round your head
You’re never gonna run away
From what you’re hanging round your head
You’re never gonna run away
From what you’re hanging round your head
And I’m never gonna run away
From what you said
