| I’m, not falling in love
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| Not chasing a dream
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| Or painting a picture of you
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| Stand, with feet on the ground
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| Not holding my breath
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| Just waiting for time to bring you
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| Near, I’m holding you close
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| I try to be patient
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| The distance between us breaks me
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| Soon, be breathing you in
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| When I’m safely home
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| And the clouds break
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| People come
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| People go
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| You’ll be waiting there
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| And I won’t see you falter
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| People run
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| People fall
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| Breaking through the mist
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| You’ll be standing taller
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| So tell me
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| New York, New York
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| New York, New York
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| Beacon of light across the sea
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| New York, New York
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| New York, New York
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| Hold out your hand and walk with me
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| You, you keep me alive
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| A reason to be
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| A friend who will make me stronger
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| We can talk till it’s late
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| We’ll wait for the sun
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| To wake the Manhattan sky line
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| When, the crowds have all gone
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| And it’s only us
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| We will stay here
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| People come
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| People go
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| You’ll be waiting there
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| And I won’t see you falter
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| People run
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| People fall
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| Breaking through the mist
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| You’ll be standing taller
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| Breathe you in, and I
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| Know that you’re back again
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| Live with me
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| For the rest of my lifetime baby
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| People come
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| People go
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| You’ll be waiting there
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| And I won’t see you falter
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| People run
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| People fall
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| Breaking through the mist
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| You’ll be standing taller
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| Breathe you in, and I
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| Know that you’re back again
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| Live with me
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| For the rest of my lifetime baby |