I left my city for San FranciscoTook a free ride off a billionaire’s jetL.A, I’m from nowhere, who am I to love you?L.A, I’ve got nothing, who am I to love you when I’m feeling this way and I’ve got nothing to offer?L.A, not quite the city that never sleepsNot quite the city that wakes, but the city that dreams, for sureIf by dreams