Chicago -Whiskey Victor

Amidst the blazes, and the legs,
and the thoughts running through my head
I can tell that something’s happening today

While we’re laying in the grass
waiting for the time to pass,
they’re playing songs I never wanna hear again.

The rain pours in, and we pour out.
Back around this roundabout.
We lost front row, we’re in the last.
Songs I don’t know are in the past.

And I want, I want to go, I want to go back to,
I want to go back to Chicago.

So many choices here and there,
I want what I’ve had, though it’s not fair.
I go to what I know and never go back again.

And I know one day I’ll be standing right where they are.
Where I go they just might let me stay.

The rain pours in, and we pour out.
Back around this roundabout.
We lost front row, we’re in the last.
Songs I don’t know are in the past.

And I want, I want to go, I want to go back to,
I want to go back to Chicago.

Amidst the blazes, and the legs,
and the thoughts running through my head,
while we’re laying in the grass
waiting for the time to pass

But the rain pours in, and we pour out.
Back around this roundabout.
We lost front row, we’re in the last.
Songs I don’t know are in the past.

And I want, I want to go, I want to go back to,
I want to go back to Chicago.

Chicago -Whiskey Victor