Hometown lyrics

This city will not sleep tonight.
I hear sirens as I walk down 59th.
I New York City, lost under a gray sky,
I thought I heard my name
through the sound of the pouring rain.

We`re the troops from the west and we never rest.
We`re the boys, we`re the boys on the open road.
For east to west we;ve done our best.
We`re the boys, we`re the boys on the open road.
I hear my hometown calling.

I rememver all the emptiness I thought I left behind,
As I checked into a brick hotel on 11th adn 59th.
I see my name on the neon lit marquee.
Maybe the emptiness was always meant to be.

We`re the troppes from the west and we never rest.
We`re the boys, we`re the boys on the open road.
From east to west we`ve done our best.
We`re the boys, we`re the boys on the open road.
I hear my hometown calling.