Song Length |
3:34 |
Genre |
Country - General, Folk - General |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
I heard you comin?
Round my door
With false invitations
On the floor
I wish you saw past
The sun and the sky
I wish you saw past
Right here and now
And I saw you
Walking the streets alone
With your purple wardrobe
And your portable phone
I saw your nails scrape the wall
Unknowingly bound to fall
And the city keeps a rollin?
Every night and every day
?Hard times in New York town?
Ain?t nothing compared with today
So take that last drag
Off your cigarette
And flick it to the ground
And walk away with no regrets
Laughing the whole way
Out of town
Just two more hours
Before day break
My window was full of rain
I saw your face in every drop
And every drop you know it felt like pain
And the city keeps a rollin?
Every night and every day
?Hard times in New York town?
Ain?t nothing compared with today