Lisa Bastoni: Music

Pack my bags I’m gonna move out West
And put my true love to the test
I don’t want to let you down
Turn the page, we’ll make a brand new start
You can read what’s written on my heart
I want to get it right this time around
But I’m small time, big town
Small time, big town

I’ve got a cardboard sign, says “love or bust”
I even bought myself a ticket on a Greyhound Bus
I just had to get to you somehow
I paid my dues, I traveled far
Now I’m in L.A. without a car
I sure hope my feet don’t fail me now
I’m small time, big town
Small time, big town

If you’ve got stars here
Show me where they shine
Tell me your best intentions
Are the same as mine

I got the map, you got the key
Now you’re back here next to me
What a bitter road that we’ve come down
It never felt so easy, never felt so good
I’m new to this neighborhood
If I get lost won’t you show me around
I’m small time, big town
I’m small time, big town

(c) and (p) 2006 Lisa Bastoni