Coulda been New York
A day late, a buck short
But in this dream
I don't remember
I have this dream
Everyday I wake up tired
Still it seems
I don't remember
King for a day
But I cannot see your way
When I tell you that I cannot be there for you
Coulda been Southside
Armies I divide
But in this dream
I don't remember
Swim a thousand miles
Walk threw walls of fire
Yes!
I can remember
King for a day
But I cannot see your way
When I tell you that I cannot be there for you
Free
Free
You can't stop us now (yeah)