4pm in nyc

It was 4pm

Running through the streets of New York City

Mmm

We were holding hands

Told me I smelled good and I looked pretty

Mmm

Just moments before we were sitting in the coffee shop

Sipping in the coffee shop

Smitten in the coffee shop

Wondering why this life keeps passing us by

Oh it was 4pm

And though it was 4pm

The city lit up every time you smiled

Taxi cabs

Millions of people jumping in and out and in and out

Over and over and over and over and over and over

Closing tabs

Spinning chandeliers

Time moving slower

Just moments before we were sitting by the bus stop

Tripping by the bus stop

Kissing by the bus stop

Screaming "why?!" into an ember-less sky

Oh we were holding hands

The city of unrelenting plans

But every voice fell silent when you smiled

No

(Instrumental)

Ah, ah

Been a year or so

Since I took that train to New York City

And you'll never know

Just how much it meant when you said "pretty"

Those moments and more leave me silent by the coffee shop

By the coffee shop

Still my hearts stops time and time again

I'll never know why

Everyday, 4pm

I think of your smile again

The city lit up every time

And still I light up every time