Marvel in Chicago

Working hard way up in the clouds
Do they know what is going on down on the street

Or maybe the old fellow down the street
Soliciting for money
Used to work up high in the clouds
I don’t know
I don’t know

But that is what I marvel about in Chicago
But that is what I marvel about in Chicago

Day by the train
Will depart and arrive again and again and again

Perhaps symbolising life running its course
Where did I start from in life
Oh and where will I end
I don’t know
I don’t know

That is what I marvel about in Chicago
That is what I marvel about in Chicago

Great city would you take a look
Do you understand how you make me feel
In a daze never more alive
Have you noticed

That is what I marvel about as I go home
That is what I marvel about going home

Day by day the train
Will depart and arrive again, and again, and again...