L. A. 's fine, the sun shines most the time
And the feelin' is laid back
Palm trees grow and rents are low
But you know, keep thinkin' 'bout
Makin' my way back.
Well I'm New York City born and raised
But now-a-days I'm lost between two shores
L. A. 's fine but it ain't home
New York's home, but it ain't mine no more-ore-ore.
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
Leaving me lonely still.
Did you ever read about a frog who
Dreamed of being a king and then became one
Well except for the names and a few other changes
If you talk about me, the story's the same one.
But I got an emptiness deep inside
And I've tried but it won't let me go
And I'm not a man who likes to swear
But I've never cared for 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
[Ending for "The Very Best Of Neil Diamond" and "Stones" versions]:
I am I said, I am I cried - I am - I am I cried
[Ending for "The Classic Neil Diamond Collection" version]:
Leaving me lonely still, no-no-no-no, no-no-no-no, no-no