well midnight has faded to morning
the city can¹t keep you with me
'cause this is an island of vagabonds
a stop on the way to be free
but this is the wrong time for metaphors
you like my one-liners best
so take the queensboro bridge to the airport
i¹ll stay and settle for less
well sweet baby jesus is watching you
from his bed at the big corner church
and he knows the highs that you took me to
'cause he knows the way that it hurts
but this is the wrong time for saying prayers
a kiss at the taxi will do
and if the queensboro bridge never gets you there
i¹ll be here waiting for you
you¹re a beautiful sight over east river lights
and i¹m losing you
you¹re a dream taking flight in a pink morning sky
yeah you¹re coming true
and this is the wrong time for saying prayers
a kiss at the taxi will do
but if the queensboro bridge never gets you there
i¹ll be here waiting for you
yeah if the queensboro bridge never gets you there
i¹ll still be waiting for you |