When you took off from Metro
You looked like an angel
so wide-eyed with wonder
for cities you dreamed of
all bright lights and factories
estled inside of your sights
the sound of your voice sucked all the life out of my fight
the handsomest boy in new york won't make me cry
o the handsomeest boy in new york wont make me cry
could i lay here with you in the dark of the morning
would you wisper the warning
so nobody sees
how i've loved you since last time
the bottom dropped out of my life
Your eyes are the bluest i've ever seen south of the sky
the prettiet girl in new york city won't mind
oh the prettiest girl in new york city wont mind