I don't believe the things I say
About us when I'm drunk
And distance leaves a bitter taste
When you're gone
When you're gone
In New York
In New York
In New York
In New York (slow)
Drum enter
I walk the line of great unknowns
but I never question those
And I go back
to where we last met
and tell you so
tell you so
In New York
In New York
In New York
In New York (slow)