Dripping from the sky Is that you crying? Or is that rain trying To make me sadly sigh Bleeding in and out Pacing up these walks I fancy we were out, somewhere On the streets of New York
The corners we turn don’t matter now This place and its lights are meaningless It’s all in your lies and it's all in my vows Could there be less of this?
Which turn do you take? You’re no one here There isn’t a heart to break A sip and a sneer – cheers!