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