So, here we go
With my face and my hands where they should be
Airplane, take us all away to New York City
Music written, record pressed
Carolina, southern Carolina
Listen to me sing, New york City
And if your heart is broken
You will find fellowship with me
And if your ears are open
You will hear honesty from me, tonight
Hair on my head, tongue in my mouth
I have got it all figured out
Open up your heart tonight, New York City
Tongue in my ear, hair in my mouth
I want you to figure me out
Open up your arms tonight, New York City
And if your heart is broken
You will find fellowship with me
And if your ears are open
You will hear honesty from me, tonight