Manhattan From The Sky
Baby.
What are you doing today?
What are you doing later?
I don't know my way through a maze of gray skyscrapers.
But I'm willing to learn.
If you want me to I'll stay just where I am.
But I promise just to follow where I land.
And you can take my word for that.
You are my Manhattan from the sky.
You look so neat and tidy when I'm way up high.
But I know your streets are lined with a fine mess inside.
And I wanna come down and walk around your mind.
Daisies. Once upon and old daydream that's what you gave me.
Out on the corner of Broadway and 48th Street.
On a rainy afternoon.
I could start discovering your world.
And I would make a damn good city girl.
Things would start to bloom.
I'm sure.
You are my Manhattan from the sky.
You look so neat and tidy when I'm way up high.
But I know your streets are lined with a fine mess inside.
And I wanna come down and walk around your mind.
I know you want me to see, don't lie to me.
Why ya gotta go be so shy to me?
Cuz I aint buying the false anxiety.
Let your fortress fall.
What is it gonna take to get you there?
If it was money you'd be a millionare.
All alone in your leather swivel chair.
Counting stacks of gold.
You are my Manhattan from the sky.
You look so neat and tidy when I'm way up high.
But I know your streets are lined with a fine mess inside.
And I wanna come down and walk around...
You are my Manhattan from the sky.
You look so neat and tidy when I'm way up high.
But I know your streets are lined with a fine mess inside.
And I wanna come down and walk around your mind.