Patrick McCarthy: Music & Lyrics
James Stott: Arrangements, Instruments and Vocals

Lucy took the highway to the City
Too young to be afraid of getting old
In this dirty town it’s business as usual
She believes in all the fairy tales she’s told

When will she be free

Many faces, countless names, different places, crazy games
the stakes are high but let the fun commence
She loves the City, has no rules, wears her make up, plays with fools,
She needs the thrill she wants to take a chance

Lucy I’ll be wating
At the docks near the old hotel

What goes around, comes around
Lost already what she found
Citylights will never show the way

What goes around, Comes around
Living at the speed of sound
Nothing matters night time turns to day

When will she be free

Time passed on, one night stands, part time friends all have gone
What’s left is just an empty broken shell
I moved on I left this town, left here where I don’t belong
She lost the stranger that she knew so well

I’m no longer waiting
At the docks near the old hotel

What goes around, comes around
Lost already what she found
Citylights will never show the way

What goes around, comes around
Living at the speed of sound
Nothing matters nighttime turns to day

She looks at the horizon
But she can’t see
The sunlight blinds her eyes

Lucy takes the highway to the city
She wonders what has happened now she’s old
She never will be free