NYC
Bernard GarciaNYC
GENRE My mind’s in NYC
With your voice in the corner
Playing in my room and spread like a roller
It was once a leaf in the air
Seasons change with your hair
Die in little stare, look how funny ‘cause
We will never know ever glow
All the rain stopped afterglow
Even my chains are on the row
Can I go with you?
When the rain won’t stop the pain
The wrinkle in time seems out of line
And you’re a day to late
For me to say “Hello, good day!”
I found myself in constant fear
Concealed some thoughts
Not to shed a tear
But I know one day
I’ll never walk home alone again
My mind’s in NYC
Left my body in East
Roll along my beautiful lucid dreams but
I wonder what it’s like
When someone thinks you are the one
Drunk in the words of a lovely daughter
We will never know everglow
All the rain stopped afterglow
Even my chains are on the row
Can I go with you?
When the rain stopped pouring down
The wrinkle in time seems out of line
And you’re a day to late
For me to say “Hello, good day!”
I found myself in constant fear
Concealed some thoughts
Not to shed a tear
But I know one day
I’ll never walk home alone again
With your voice in the corner
Playing in my room and spread like a roller
It was once a leaf in the air
Seasons change with your hair
Die in little stare, look how funny ‘cause
We will never know ever glow
All the rain stopped afterglow
Even my chains are on the row
Can I go with you?
When the rain won’t stop the pain
The wrinkle in time seems out of line
And you’re a day to late
For me to say “Hello, good day!”
I found myself in constant fear
Concealed some thoughts
Not to shed a tear
But I know one day
I’ll never walk home alone again
My mind’s in NYC
Left my body in East
Roll along my beautiful lucid dreams but
I wonder what it’s like
When someone thinks you are the one
Drunk in the words of a lovely daughter
We will never know everglow
All the rain stopped afterglow
Even my chains are on the row
Can I go with you?
When the rain stopped pouring down
The wrinkle in time seems out of line
And you’re a day to late
For me to say “Hello, good day!”
I found myself in constant fear
Concealed some thoughts
Not to shed a tear
But I know one day
I’ll never walk home alone again
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