Walking through the city In the middle of the night There's still so much light All around They say walking is for fools But that isn't what I've found When the city never sleeps I sleep to get around Hey! All of my friends are talking about moving out They need a little room to breath Find some land of their own Where they can just stay For fifty years they'll love every day But that garden you know you gotta grow it And that grass you gotta mow it And I feel you already know it This ain't gonna fix anything Walking through the city In the middle of the night