Big City Dreams There's times when I have to sit and breathe, As a shockwave hits me of our memories. The ones where your smile lit up this town, When you were happy and always stuck around. I had big city dreams in tiny little places, Filled with back-porch gossip and 6-pack cases. When I grew up, all I wanted was you, But you pushed me away like you promised you'd never do. So as I sit here and sing, on this big ole stage, I want you to remember me, and our good day and age.
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