Текст песни New York - Phoebe Hunt

New York

WRITTEN BY PHOEBE HUNT

I'm headed to New York for the month of July
Will it suck me up will it leave me dry?
WIll it stone me cold? Will it eat me up alive?

I'm a country girl with a city drive
And there's a small town waiting for me if I die
If I look back now, I'll be running for the rest of my life

City sleep inside me leave me whole through the darkest nights
Let me shine through these bright lights
Take me in

I think of slow down Sally
Think of take that ride
Time to play
Think of flying high
Think of keeping cool
Think of going deep inside

There is a wave to catch
There's a thrill a tide
There's a flowing stream
And there's a party tonight
There's a friend waiting for me at the corner on the other side

I think of stickin' around when I look in your eyes
Never scared of nothin' never compromise
Ever pure of heart, ever open for another ride

And so I take your hand and I squeeze it tight
Hoping you'll stick by and keep me warm at night
And we take this city by storm for the month of July