It's hard to live in Chicago sometimes
Harder than you need it to be
You can't sleep tonight, there's a Mexican song
Playing outside 'til a quarter after three
A hand to your ear, my love to endure
The smell of the sea on your skin
Let me swim naked there by your side
East or west, or somewhere I've never been
But it's not enough to tell you with my body
No, it's not enough to tell you this in rhyme
It's not enough to swear upon a Bible
You'll always make me tell you one more time
Yes, I really, really, really, really love you
And I really, really, really know it's true
Yes, I really, really, really, really love you
And I think sometimes that you might love me too
I look in your eyes, I see tops of mountains
Much braver men have climbed
Meet me on hilltops where we were born
There's nothing ahead and nothing left behind
Oh, where do you go when the sidewalks are empty
And the city is swallowed by night
That's not the kind of mystery I like to solve
At least not while I'm fumbling for the light
But it's not enough to tell you as a prophet
No, it's not enough to pardon every crime
It's not as though you're blind to every passion
But still you make me say it one more time
Yes, I really, really, really, really love you
And I really, really, really know it's true
Yes, I really, really, really, really love you
And I think sometimes that you might love me too
And I think sometimes that you might love me too
And I think sometimes that you might love me too