(hall, allen, stewart)

i forgot just how to feel
city scene ain´t no big deal
soul deep so ya say
none of that takes my breath away
oh i always seem to see
both sides when they disagree
and neither one seems right
too much city life
is messin´ with my inner lite
and everybody´s too cool to believe

i wasn´t born yesterday
you should know by now
so let´s set the record straight
and we can carry on
i wasn´t born yesterday
i´ll find out
i ain´t innocent
lots of room for me to doubt
i never learned to cry

so far so extreme
if i´m jaded, you´re naive
but behind that cynic´s steady gaze
there´s a wide-eyed lover drink for days
oh i don´t want to be
one of those guys who only sees
the joke behind the lie
too much city life
may i don´t know wrong from right
but baby i ain´t too cool to believe

i wasn´t born yesterday
i don´t die for love
just let the record speak
then i carry on
i wasn´t born yesterday
i don´t die for love
it´s never too late to come of age
never too late
oh i wanna learn to cry