Simple Things Lyrics

Some people love New York
Leave everything to be there
Their dreams get lost or found
Get left behind or go somewhere

Give me the simple things
A fire in the hearth
And space to spread my wings
See children playing in their yards

Some people love L.A.
To be near all the movie stars
Sit in cafes all day
Discovered for the perfect part

Give me my piano lamp
A glass of wine for my friends
We'll laugh the night away
And sing the same old songs again.