paroles de chanson New York - Daniel Johns

New York

Monsters waltz on fragile shelves
Only the shallow truly know themselves
Do you really need all these faces?
When we can have fun in dangerous places
You see me but you don't know me
Drive steel pins through my heart
How will this one end and will it ever start?
Youth is so divine and such a wast
It goes on and on when all we needs a taste
New York, New York
Don't call me your lover
New York, New York
We are under cover
New York, New York
Been waiting for hours
New York, New York
Been sending no flowers

New York, New York
Don't call me your lover
New York, New York
We are under cover
New York, New York
Been waiting for hours
New York, New York
Been sending no flowers

I'm comin' my lover
I got this fellin' inside of me
I'm comin' my lover
I got this fellin' inside of me
I'm comin' my lover
I got this fellin' inside of me
I'm comin' my lover