Five sheets of paper
Strewn across my floor
Letters from you
Letters from your dorm
And I don't go to college
And I don't have a real job
I wake up and it's dark outside
Come with me
We'll walk around the windy city
I'll show you where Daniel Ryan hangs his hat
Come with me
We'll talk about the windy city
And we'll sing like we used to sing
We'll sing like we used to