Back to N.Y. (Lyrics)

Waking up, shooting dreams, wasting time Sending cards through telephone wires Oh but I show up with my compass and my camels When I stop at the corner to buy you One of those Mexican candles But you're out of sight And I'm out of mind Out of sight Out of mind (I've heard Queensbridge, and I hear Brooklyn You're far away from home) Take one look around the city Someone said that you were back today But you're back to New York Standing tall, waiting for the rose of town I hear that highway sound I thought I saw the bar up ahead But then I walked in through the front door And the fucking bar was dead And so I wait Back, back, back to New York Back, back, back to New York When will you be back in the Midwest?