Poema - City Boy


He wakes up, wakes up
Early today
He doesn't feel like, feel like
Going through this routine day

Oh oh, he runs to, runs to
Get to sprout
On the subway, (on the subway)
He gets to, gets to work
It's five past eight

For whatever season, he’s
Not just that typical city boy
She makes him feel like so much more
Because they believe
Things are more than they seem
And have some hope

His friends stay, friends stay
Life unsafe, he is crazy busy
Because he believes his life now
Really go somewhere, (really go somewhere)

Oh I know that, know that
Sometimes life seems so unfair
But someday, someday
I know he'll get there

Cause whatever season, he is
Not just that typical city boy
She makes him feel like so much more
Because they believe
Things are more than they seem
And have some hope

Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

He wakes up in the morning
He finds he's all grown up
And inside he is warning
Here he’s been enough

Can't be for seeing that, seeing that
It's second to be true
And I start to believe
The last alley here has been through

I've never seen once so felt
With love like you
How can it be you, be you
Pianos see it, too

Because to me, he is
Not just that typical city boy
Because to me, he is so much more
Because they believe
Things are more than they seem
And have some hope

Oh, not just that typical city boy
She makes him feel like so much more
Because they believe
Things are more than they seem
And have some hope

Yeah, oh yeah, yeah yeah

Because he's so much more
He's so much more
He's so much more to me
So much more
He's so much more to me