[Intro]
A D  A D E 2x 
A D E E7 
A Asus4 A Asus4
[Estrofa]
A 
L.A. is fine, the sun shines most of the time 
D 
And the feeling is laid back 
E 
Palm trees grow and rents are low 
        E7 
But you know I keep thinking about 
A 
Making my way back
[Estrofa]
A 
Well, I'm New York City born and raised 
                                   D 
But nowadays, I'm lost between two shores 
E 
L.A. is fine, but it ain't home 
E7                                   A Asus4 A 
New York's home but it ain't mine no more
[Estribillo]
        A Asus4 A          D Dsus4 D 
I am, I said,    to no one there 
    D                        Bm       A 
And no one heard at all, not even the chair 
        A Asus4 A           D Dsus4 D 
I am, I cried,   I am, said I 
    D                      Bm       A 
And I am lost, and I can't even say why 
           E7     E 
Leavin' me lonely still
[Instrumental]
A D E
A D E7
A D E
A D E
[Estrofa]
A 
Did you ever read about a frog who dreamed of being a king 
D 
and then became one 
      E 
Well, except for the names and a few other changes 
E7                  A 
If you talk about me, the story's the same one
[Estrofa]
A 
But I got an emptiness deep inside 
                                   D 
And I've tried but it won't let me go 
E 
And I'm not a man who likes to swear 
E7                                        A Asus4 A 
But I never cared for the sound of being alone
[Estribillo]
        A Asus4 A          D Dsus4 D 
I am, I said,    to no one there 
    D                        Bm       A 
And no one heard at all, not even the chair 
N.C.    A Asus4 A           D Dsus4 D 
I am, I cried,   I am, said I 
    D                      Bm       A 
And I am lost, and I can't even say why
[Outro]
        A Asus4 A        D Dsus4 D 
I am, I said     I am, I cried 
  D    A 
I am . . . .