Story Behind The Song
Woman marrige breaks up and she's thinking of having to spend her life by herself. She decides to call an old lover and talk all night instead.
Song Description
Woman who can't sleep, thinks of calling an old lover living in another country.
| Song Length |
4:16 |
Genre |
Pop - Classic, Pop - Easy Listening |
| Tempo |
Floating |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Composed, Tranquil |
Subject |
Existence, Life |
| Similar Artists |
Tom Waits, Michael Bolton |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
NEW YORK PARIS MEANTIME
So many hours in an evening
When do I put myself to sleep?
If I had known that you were leavin?
most of myself I would keep
My heart is torn and hanging on my sleeve
I can?t remember when it didn?t bleed
Taking my time and in the New York Paris meantime
if I call you can you tell me what I used to need
Taking my time and in the New York Paris meantime
if you answer can you tell me what I really to need
Falling and falling, sometimes I hear my mama calling
baby, let me sing you a lullaby
Too young for epitaphs
much to young for this goodbye
I?ll put my heart back in this Tin Man suit
dry my own tears before I cannot move
put time on rewind, pretend that everything is fine
and play the Lion to The Dark Side of the Moon
My heart is something that I?ve had to earn
show me a sign, maybe next one is my time
?til then I?m
Taking my time and in the New York Paris meantime
if I call you can you tell me what I used to need
if you answer say I love you one more time
Too young for epitaphs
much to young for this goodbye
goodbye
goodbye