Lyrics
[verse]
The city lights don't shine as bright as they did before,
But I keep walking these familiar streets once more,
Somewhere between the memory and the fading neon sign,
I'm looking for a version of a life that once was mine.
[verse]
The guitar's jangling softly like an echo down the block,
Every corner holds a story that the years still haven't stopped,
Bittersweet the way a name can catch you off your guard,
When you're just trying to get home from a night that felt too hard.
[chorus]
Broadway's still calling, though the crowd has thinned somehow,
Broadway's still calling, but it's different now,
I still hear the music underneath the passing cars,
Broadway's still calling from somewhere in the stars.
[verse]
I used to think this city held every answer that I need,
Now I'm not so certain, but I'm following the lead,
Of a melody that lingers long after the show,
Broadway's still calling, even when I go.
[chorus]
Broadway's still calling, though the crowd has thinned somehow,
Broadway's still calling, but it's different now,
I still hear the music underneath the passing cars,
Broadway's still calling from somewhere in the stars.
[bridge]
(instrumental — jangly guitar, bittersweet mid-tempo mood)
[chorus]
Broadway's still calling, though the crowd has thinned somehow,
Broadway's still calling, but it's different now,
I still hear the music underneath the passing cars,
Broadway's still calling from somewhere in the stars.
