[Verse 1]
City talks behind my back
Oh you'd better stop your talking before I turn
[Verse 2]
City streets, they are long
When you're sick and tried of walking on your own
[Verse 3]
I have stones in my pocket
Put them down on the road
So I'll find a way to come back to my home
[Verse 4]
Don't know when I'll return
Oh I'd rather stop talking or coming back