She’s a New Yorker

Lyrics

I take off with the aeroplane Thinking 'bout yesterday If it's already part of the past I rethink the promises made Things I didn't say The stages we pass... 'Cause it's all 'bout a girl Mine is a perfectly predictable world She's a New Yorker, and me, I'm on my way out of town She's a New Yorker, and me, I'm spread all around In my hand there's a sleeping pill Rolled into a dollar bill It's got a name, but I cannot recall In my mind there's an ongoing fight Between wrong and right And the end isn't happy at all So I ask for a drink 'Cause I think of unthinkable things Like leaving New York without giving her the ring She's a New Yorker, to me, it's the weirdest thing When we're alone we're almost like children So afraid to let go When we're apart I count the days by the sickened Then the telephone calls There's this ad in a magazine Revealing a one-night dream It's shines like the sun (Shines like the sun) And I cannot but stare at this girl 'Cause her clothes are not on (ooh-ooh) That's except for her shoes (ooh-ooh) It doesn't look like she's gonna move She's a New Yorker, and me, I'm spread all around She's a New Yorker, and me, seems I'm homeward bound