In this city, Windy City People act like they're ghosts All my effort or attention Slip away at the most Why can't they see I am a stranger here I got the invitation in my hand Speak to me Where's the hospitality In this city, Windy City Nightfall sits on a throne Since that bloody war they are hurt to the core Hearts now made out or stone Why can't they see What do they want from me I could be acting like a clown Can't take no more I have to flee this town