Come to me, in those open arms, Where I wanna be, Living free!
I need to be, I need to be, Your love!
Inner-city life, inner-city pressure,
Inner-city life, inner-city pressure.
Taking over me, yeah! But I won’t let go, I won’t let go.
Your love!
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