Release
So late it's never
But I have to say I'm better
These few years have done me fine
Calmly colouring my mind
You called me up to say
That you found release in your own way
It was the night before your wedding day
I was in Montreal
And I appreciated that you called
But when I go back to New York
You're still everywhere
Standing on Lincoln in the rain
Running your fingers through my hair
Don't know how not to need you
When you are everywhere
There
There
Never linked yours and my vision
We were airport indecision
Or the slow, silent stream
That slips away in a dream
You had every right to be mad
When I called you stoned to call it off
Back when things were all fucked up
It's like I wasn't even there
But when I go back to New York
You're still everywhere
Standing on Lincoln in the rain
Running your fingers through my hair
Don't know how not to need you
When you are everywhere
There
There
Autor(es): Charlotte Cornfield