Here where you are standing
The dinosaurs did a dance
The Indians told a story
Now it has come to passThe Indians had a legend
The Spaniards lived for gold
The white man came and killed them
But they haven't really goneWe live in the city of dreams
We drive on the highway of fire
Should we awake
And find it gone
Remember this, our favorite townFrom Germany and Europe
And Southern U.S.A.
They made this little town here
That we live in to this dayThe children of the white man
Saw Indians on TV
And heard about the legend
How their city was a dreamWe live in the city of dreams
We drive on the highway of fire
Should we awake
And find it gone
Remember this, our favorite townThe Civil War is over
And World War One and Two
If we can live together
The dream it might come trueUnderneath the concrete
The dream is still alive
A hundred million lifetimes
A world that never diesWe live in the city of dreams
We drive on the highway of fire
Should we awake
And find it gone
Remember this, our favorite town
Songwriters
BYRNE, DAVIDPublished by
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