we lay on rooftops counting
the bells that crowd the skies.
sharing penny arcade daydreams,
when you're rolling lucky sevens.

chicago, i'm saying goodbye.
(when goodbyes are only lies)
last train was the nine and five
(you stared into empty skies)
their last goodbye.

i'll never forget those stories
dreams made by spinning cherries
and your hand's full of pennies,
just one more for the arcade.

chicago, i'm saying goodbye.
(when goodbyes are only lies)
last train was the nine and five
(you spoke your words in disguise)
their last goodbyes were...

chicago, i'm saying goodbye,
pennies from your arcade at five.
some(time) to say goodbye.

with more days i know i'll be gone,
i'm capturing your sentiment with one last glance.