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