I am... i saidniel diamondla's fine the sun shines most of the timeand the feeling is laid backpalm trees grow and rents are lowbut'cha knowand i keep thinking about makin my way backwe'll i'm new york city born and rasiedbut now a days i'm lost between two shoresla's fine but it aint homenew york's home but it aint mine no morei am i saidto no one thereand no one heard at all not even the chairi am i criedi am said iand i am lost and i can't even say whyleaving me lonely stilldid you ever read about a frogwho dreamed of being a king?and then became onewell except for the names and a few other changesif you talk about methe stories the same onebut i've got a emptyness deep insideand i treid but it wont let me goand i'm not a man who likes to swearbut i never cared for the sound of being alonei am i saidto no one thereand no one heard at all not even the chairi am i criedi am said iand i am lost and i can't even say whyleaving me lonely stillla's fine the sun shines most the timeoh nodid you ever read about a frogwho dreamed of being a king?oh nowell except for the names and a few other changesif you talk about meoh no, oh no