Manhattan Skyline

We sit and watch umbrellas fly
I'm trying to keep my newspaper dry
I hear myself say
My boat's leaving now
So we shake hands and cry

Now I must wave goodbye
... wave goodbye

You know
I don't want to cry again
Don't want to say goodbye
I don't want to run away
Don't want to race this pain
I'll never see your face again

We leave to their goodbyes
I've come to depend on the look in their eyes
My blood's sweet for pain
The wind and the rain
Bring back words of a song
And they say wave goodbye
... wave goodbye

But you know
I don't want to fall again
Don't want to know this pain
Don't want another friend
Don't want to try again
Don't want to see you hurt
Don't let me see you hurt
I don't want to cry again
I'll never see your face again

Now how can you say
That I didn't try
You know I did

You see things
In the depths of my eyes
That my love's run dry

... So I read to myself
A chance of a lifetime
To see new horizon
On the front page
A black and white picture of
Manhattan Skyline.

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