L.A.'s fine, the sun shines most of the time And the feeling is laid back (feeling is laid back oh) Palm trees grow and rents are low Don't you know I keep working my way back But I'm Jamaican boy born and raised Nowadays, I'm lost between two shores L.A.'s fine, but it ain't home New York is home, But it ain't mine no more I am... I said To no one there And no one heard at all Not even the chair I am... I cried I am... said I And I am lost and I can't Even say why Leavin' me lonely still Did you read about a frog Who dreamed of bein' a king And they all became one Except for the names And a few other changes You talk about me The story is the same one But I've got this emptiness deep inside And it won't let me go And I'm a man who don't like to swear But I hate the sound of being alone I am... I said To no one there And no one heard at all Not even the chair I am... I cried I am ... said I And I am lost and I can't Even say why I am... I said To no one there And no one heard at all Not even the chair I am... I cried I am ... said I And I am lost and I can't Even say why Believe in loneliness