My heart flies to New York City

My Heart Flies To New York City


My heart flies to New York City


My heart flies to New York City

But I’m in the bath,

Saturday morning sun


Through the hopeful, half-opened window,

Lying back,

Listening to Huey spin Rodriguez back-to-back –

Man, I feel like going Back To Black!

Until my heart returns

From New York City.


Like the Sugar Man simply says,

“And in these times

That we’re apart

I’ll hear this song

That breaks my heart

And think of you –

                                   And I think of you, 

And think of you,

And think of you.

And I do…”


And I do.


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