Nobody seems to care about you. With your tool case by the roadside. There beneath the power lines. Or the pallor of your skin. Paled beneath fluorescent lights.
I have traveled far to be sitting here with you. And I will leave this place alone. That's a sad and simple truth. . So little time and so much to say.
This flesh and bone ain't much protection. For an honest heart like mine. A broken home for good intentions. Damaged inventions of my design. . I'll move along.
Oh the city snow makes your brown eyes shine. We've gotta look real hard to find a reason to cry. New York, New York is a friend of the traveling kind.
Griffith/Littlefield. I have traveled far to be sitting here with you. And I will leave this place alone. That's a sad and simple truth. There is so little time and so much to say.
Griffith/Littlefield. This flesh and bone ain't much protection. For an honest heart like mine. A broken home for good intentions. Damaged inventions of my design.
Oh the city snow makes your brown eyes shine. We've gotta look real hard to find a reason to cry. New York, New York is a friend of the traveling kind.