If I pack my bags
And leave this town
Would anyone even notice
That I am not around

If I walk a path
Stumble and fall
Would people come running
Would they help me at all

If I die one day
Will anyone know
Will they shed some tears
Express their woe

In the quiet of the night
I’ll quickly slip away
Never come back
I’ll go far away

To the city I know
People to hold my hand
My family, my friends
My heart, my land!