All of my dreams are in New YorknAll of my thoughts are bound to fleenParis, Madrid; Tokyo, DelhinDid you all go traveling to get away from me?nnMost of my heart is in BerlinnThis is where all my dreams beginnL.A., Milan, London, BeijingnDid you all go traveling to never let me in?nnFor years and years I tried to hidenthe Eiffel Towers of CopenhagennI had a billion peoplenhiding in my basement.nnOh Copenhagen how it hurts,ndeep down in my bellynTo think of how I loved younand was never loved in return.nnI dream of cities, I dream of neon lightsnI dream of cities, I dream of coloured skiesnI dream of sushi cooks, I dream of Auster booksnI dream of cities, I dream of skyline viewsnI dream of cities, I dream of drug abusenI dream of business suits, I dream of prostitutesnI dream of cities, I dream of mere cementnI dream of cities, I dream of LiebeskindnI dream of things rebuilt, I dream of dreams fulfillednI dream of cities, I dream in neon lights