New York’s Not Home
written and produced by Sherman Tabor / mixed and mastered by Matthew Thomson
Everything looks better when you’re looking back
23, damn it feels like that
Strange city of blank stares and nomads
Weekend love, two cities when Sunday comes
You’ll take the train and I’ll keep your stuff
In a drawer until you come back up
You laugh ‘cause you’re surprised when I tell you
I’m a little insecure with my feelings
I never had much luck when I played the tough guy
You say all your goodbyes and time won’t fly
Entertain myself with liquor and lies
And hope that I’ll be on your mind
And it’s way too cold in the city in December alone
And I need to know, am I everything that you’re thinking of?
Last night we ran through the lights like runnin’ home
Today, I’ll walk the same city alone
Last night I thought I might never let you go again
Today, you’re not in New York so New York’s not home
Everything looks better when you’re looking back
Baby, but I don’t wanna live like that
I don’t want to be sad, so I won’t be sad.
I look from your left eye to the right
‘Cause I’m too close to see them at the same time
You kept all your cards close to your chest
I never really knew how to do that, did I?
I’m in the city in December alone
And baby I don’t know how all this distance somehow made us so close
Last night we danced on the west side in the snow
Today, I’ll listen to the music alone
Last night I thought I might never let you go again
Today, you’re not in New York and I’m on my own
Last night we snuck into the park at 4 am
Today, I’ll sit on the benches alone
Last night I thought I might never let you go again
Today, you’re not in New York so New York’s not home
So many faces
I keep hoping one of them’s yours
Of all the places
I don’t know why you’re not in New York
And I’ve been chasing you
So long and way too far
But you’re not in New York and it breaks my heart
Last night we watched the sun set over cityscapes
Today, I’ll watch it come back up alone
Last night I thought I might never let you go again
Today, you’re not in New York so New York’s not home
Last I let my heart slip out of my lips
Today, you’ll tell me you’re glad that I did
Last night I thought I might never let you go again
Today you’re not in New York and I can’t stand it
Everything used to look better when I looked back
Everything used to look better when I looked back
‘Til you came along and stopped me in my tracks
Now I just look at you
I don’t look back.
Now, everything looks like a blur when I look back
Your love, it stops me in my tracks
Now, I just look at you, no looking back