I dreamed I saw a crazy horse Riding through the badlands He was wild and brave and free I swear, I heard the cries of the innocent victims In the wind
You hate old Chicago in the winter time When the cold wind blows right through you And you said it ain?t no fun You called west a dream come true Then
Playing ball didn't look to good for me My future, could not see, I had lost all my beliefs And gave up on all my dreams Then I went to church on Sunday
you chucked the bitch in the game?" but she ain't new to this, she done her times befo' Kick back and close my eyes, thought about her no mo' I'm on a flight to Chicago
be home in just a week or two But I can see you in the windshield it reminds me that you love me And soon I'll be coming home to you Well I saw you in
far-gone son, all these people They're laughing at the shit I've done I've sailed the seven seas to catch a breeze And took it back home in a trunk
home Via Chicago I'm coming home I'm coming home I'm coming home Searching for a home Searching for a home Searching for a home Via Chicago I'm coming
Last night in chicago, last week in new york, last christmas between near and far ? if i search for one thing that i really can't find, the answer must
Hey-ho, Daddy's home! Heeeerrrreeee's Johnny!!! Where did everybody go??!! Goodbye Chicago, goodbye Miami skies, "ground control to Major Tom, my
runway You remind me of that girl in my dreams Please don't mind me if I tell you that I want you Just imagine all the things we'd do I used to dream
The leather gets tougher, we drive like a trucker through the night For every wrong, makin' two rights And use mics to reach new heights, the blue lights Follow, I guess it's the scent of Chicago
at ya boy, cuz I'll be comin' home I'll be comin' home, never leave me alone Tell 'em holla at ya boy, cuz I'll be comin' home I'll be comin' [Verse
that I couldn't rhyme Now I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem Or use my arrogance as the steam to power my dreams I use it as my gas,
up a late nite club, met a cute girl and she fell in love. Now she's the cream of the American dream. (Chorus) So if your a freak at home, your friends
home I'm coming home I'm coming home Via Chicago Coming home Coming home Coming home Searching for a home Searching for a home Searching for a home
88.5 Chicago. Yeah. I shoot the gift on the radio station 88.5 WHPK was the only station that would fuck with rap 88.5 Chicago. On the radio station.
. Have a dream in New Orleans, Fall in love in Chicago, Mayne. Then we can land in the motherland, Camelback across the desert sand. Take a train, to Rome, or home
Mary J and you were standing in line To purchase tickets to see her blow like Chicago wind And I'm ridin with Common looking for Chicago zen And like Chicago