Everybody needs to show If only just a little while before we go Now I'm rolling home Empire line past Rome And feel faster grown We raise our voices high to try And pray the faces stalled When it seems like nothing's gonna bend To our will at all City kids that sprawled and don't callHis-and-hers window seats If big snow's gonna blow, don't make a scene Whisper why to me, wine to kerosene And say what you mean The skyline flashing black and white like a disco ball The New York Times headlines you plastered on the wall Making you feel small, and that's allAnd don't you know I'm waiting here for you? (I know I want it all, I went last fall and came back wrong)
