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 call

His-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 all

And don't you know I'm waiting here for you?
(I know I want it all, I went last fall and came back wrong)