It's night I'm alone

On an old city street

In the cold, slightly damp

Yet I feel so complete

There's a sense in the air

It exists nowhere else

Only here in my home town

It's arms always open to me

Well I've been many places

Seen many things

From the mountains of Switzerland

New York and its sins

I've seen Tokyo's pollution

Thailand's crystal sea

But there's only one place

Where I'd rather be

And that's Manchester

Yeh Manchester

Your name hardly rolls off the tongue

When I'm on your streets

You care for me

Protect me my whole life long

Oh Manchester, yeh Manchester

Well others may bask in the sun

But to all true Romantics

And Artists alike

Your poetry

Goes on and on

I walk slow past the library

Into the old square

As the clock strikes eleven

I stand and I stare

There's a crowd by the statue

They're out for the night

I walk on toward the station

As they smile and ask if I

Remember those days

From being a kid

I would follow the people

To see what they did

And sometimes I'd stop

Like I have done tonight

To feel the warmth of this city

That's always been my guiding light

And that's Manchester

Yeh Manchester

Your name hardly rolls off the tongue

When I'm on your streets

You care for me

Protect me my whole life long

Oh Manchester, yeah Manchester

Well others may bask in the sun

But to all true Romantics

And Artists alike

Your poetry

Goes on and on

And that's Manchester

Yes Manchester

Your name hardly rolls off the tongue

When I'm on your streets

You care for me

Protect me my whole life long

Oh Manchester, yeh Manchester

Well others may bask in the sun

But to all true Romantics

And Artists alike

Your poetry

Goes on and on