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