Your Ghost

On the Q I think of you Yes, I prepare for Herald Square I look around On my way downtown On the 2 I think of you Get frantic at Atlantic Oh it's such a sin When I'm in Brooklyn Is it true For you? Are your eyes haunted? And I wanna know, wanna know, wanna know Who is suffering the most Yeah I wanna know, wanna know, wanna know If you're mine, am I your ghost? Am I your ghost? Am I your ghost? At the park I take my mark And run around like you'll be found But there's no luck That you would be this far up On the bus I make a fuss And daydream of the speech I'd say if we run in But nothing happens Is it true for you? Is your mind haunted? And I wanna know, wanna know, wanna know Who is suffering the most Yeah I wanna know, wanna know, wanna know If you're mine, am I your ghost? Am I your ghost? Am I your ghost? You're in the concrete You're in the cross street You're what I eat and drink I think You are my New York City I can't separate the bad from fine And I can't separate what's yours and mine So I wanna know, wanna know, wanna know Who is suffering the most And I wanna know, wanna know, wanna know If you're mine, am I your ghost? Am I your ghost? Am I your ghost?