Letras
Chicago, I'm in love with you
You cut my arm, I bleed your blue
But you cut me just too many times
And I bled your lament with a thousand rhymes
Your tribune lines are proof to me
That another home is meant to be
Cause I know your blocks will come to cease
But for now I vow to fight for peace
So for all who hear let this one be
A simple offering for the called and free
We pray for your light all the world to see
Hope for your city and eternity
Godspeed