I got friends in New York City
'Cause everyone I know left town
That's the place your day lit dreams go
Where you can't see the Sun go down

Hold you head up, you're a beacon
You pull me northwad in my car
You don't have to hit the big time, baby
We know who you are

I got friends in La Country
Where the hillsiles shine like stars
And the people float like gold dust
Trough the red rope district bars

Hold you head up, you're a beacon
You pull me westward in my car
You don't have to hit the big time, baby
We know who you are

Hold you head up, you're a beacon
Don't let them think you've come that far
You were always standing in the spotlight, baby
We know who you are

It's getting cold out on that big lake
And the water's painted blue
Don't let the skyline fool you, baby

You know that what to do
You know that what to do
You know that what to do