New York City
Look at the things we have done
Look at the people we’ve left behind
I know you wanted love bad – like in New York City!
Sorry I gave you love badly girl
Look at the things that we planned
Look at the secrets we told ourselves
Drum roll then strike up the band – like in New York City!
I hope you know what you meant to me
There were times I should have thought of you
There were times, there were times
There were times I should have fought for you
But I’m not that kind of guy
Boarding a train in the fog
That’s what it feels like to start again
I think I’ve missed my old stop – this ain’t New York City!
Maybe they’ll let me go round again
There were times I should have thought of you
There were times, there were times
There were times I should have fought for you
But I’m not that kind of guy – no!
I’m just a clown on some stilts
Who runs from the scene of the accident
So I’ll wave you goodbye with jazz hands
And sing you a song to remember me… by…………………………………………goodbye
Musician: James Christie
Video clip and music produced by Instinkt Creations
www.instinktcreations.com