New York Rain

So I flip through the pages of this magazine.

And I read about the celebrities,

And who is dating who this week.

And then I wonder who really cares about the washed up actor,

And his affair with his young co-star...

But don't you see? It's good publicity.

[Chorus:]

So baby let's board the next train.

I've got some pills I think just might kill the pain, but I'm not sure.

What's your name?

You know it doesn't really matter anyway.

So I flip through the channels on the T.V screen.

And I see all the reality.

And who is voting who off this week.

And then I wonder who really care about some island,

In the middle of nowhere...

But don't you see? It gets such good ratings.

[Chorus:]

So baby let's board the next train.

I've got some pills I think just might kill the pain, but I'm not sure.

What's your name?

You know it doesn't really matter anyway.

[Bridge:]

So I'm standing on the side of street and I'm waving at all of the taxis.

And here I am yawning in the city that never sleeps but still manages to dream.

And then I realized while I was standing out in this New York rain,

That I was no more than a thumb print on the window of an airplane.

[Chorus:]

So let's just try a little taste.

She said I've got loved ones I need to replace but I'm afraid.

What's your name? You know it doesn't really matter anyway.

She said I've got loved ones I need to replace.

She's afraid.