The City

I think about New York I think about both your crazy blue eyes I think about Manhattan I don't know what happened, but I miss those times Holding my hands on the subway so I wouldn't fall, but still down I'd go And you'd pick me up Whether on those trains or when I felt low Running through streets like taxi cabs I didn't know how good we had Everything with us Just know that I miss it bad I hope you think of me when you walk down Broadway Hear me singing when you hear street bands play Hope you think of me, when you go back to the city Hope you see me at the Soho Diner Can't sleep and you pull an all nighter Hope you think of me, when you go back to the city (city, city, city) Do you remember Brooklyn? We were so good back then, what a mess we made From kisses on the river, from gold to silver Now we're just in grey From sneaking our way onto rooftop skies Drunken songs of you and I To nothing at all It breaks my heart asking why When we put city lights to shame Lit up streets with both our names The love stood so tall And there'll never be one the same I hope you think of me when you walk down Broadway Hear me singing when you hear street bands play Hope you think of me, when you go back to the city Hope you see me at the Soho Diner Can't sleep and you pull an all nighter Hope you think of me, when you go back Even though it's over, there's no second go I like to think that maybe we'll live forever On every road that used to belong to you and me In New York City I hope you think of me on every pavement Mostly in Brooklyn, my favorite It won't be easy when you go back and see I left traces of my heart from upstate down to Central Park So you'll think of me when you go back to the city When you go back, when you go back When you go back to the city When you go back, when you go back When you go back to the city