| 2am and the message light is silent
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| 3am and the Essex House is flashing
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| 4am and I swear I heard New York crying
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| And it’s a terrible time cos I’m thinking of you
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| And I look outside to see what’s going on
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| But there’s only New York going on
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| Louder than usual
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| And I look outside to see what’s right or wrong
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| But there’s only New York going on
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| Feels like the Amazon
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| Waiting for that phone call from anyone
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| 2am I can hear the freezer humming
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| 3am and the message light is flashing
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| 4am I have a thought that God left me tonight
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| And it’s a terrible thought cos it feels like it’s right
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| And I look outside to see what’s going on
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| But there’s only New York going on
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| Louder than usual
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| And I look outside to see what’s right or wrong
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| But there’s only New York going on
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| Life in the Amazon
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| Waiting for that phone call from anyone
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| And I look outside to see if I can
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| Change my picture of the world
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| I try to picture the safety of family
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| I try to picture my sweet little girl
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| But there’s only New York
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| There’s only new faces
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| There’s only new times
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| And there’s only new places
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| 2am and the taxi cabs are flying by
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| 3am and the skyline is lower
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| 4am and I just realised I’m in this room alone
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| And it’s a terrible time cos I’m thinking of you
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| And I look outside to see what’s going on
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| But there’s only New York going on
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| Louder than usual
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| And I look outside to see what’s right or wrong
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| But there’s only New York going on
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| And I can’t say it’s fun
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| Waiting for that phone call from anyone
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| Waiting for that phone call from anyone
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| Waiting for that phone call from anyone |