Deep in the subway,
someone's all alone
And it got to the point where they
don't even have a home.
Live beneath the world,
just to stay out of the rain.
Its warmer than the cold,
and softer than the pain.
Got no one left to call,
and nowhere left to stay,
except down in the subway.
I want to find my home,
(And the drums for the subway bang)
But I don't know where it is.
(And the drums for the subway bang)
I want to find my home,
(And the drums for the subway bang)
But I don't know where to look.
(And the drums for the subway bang)
So you head to New York,
with a hope and a dream,
and a pack of Newports,
left everything.
Got a small place, it'll do for now.
Don't have the money, but you'll figure out how.
But the money didn't seem to come,
and the bills kept piling up,
And no one in the city ever seems to care,
when it feels like you're running out of air.
Left your place, you couldn't pay no more,
now you're on the street and you're knocking on doors.
Everyone says 'just go away',
back outside and it starts to rain.
I want to find my home,
(And the drums for the subway bang)
But I don't know where it is.
(And the drums for the subway bang)
I want to find my home,
(And the drums for the subway bang)
But I don't know where to look.
(And the drums for the subway bang)
I want to find my home,
(And the drums for the subway bang)
But I don't know where it is.
(And the drums for the subway bang)
I want to find my home,
(And the drums for the subway bang)
But I don't know where to look.
(And the drums for the subway bang)