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Teksty: Fink. Sort Of Revolution. See It All.


Last time that I saw you it was dark
I remember ?cause I think you?re pretty
You shine brighter, baby, in my heart
Than all bright lights in this New York city

All the bright lights in New York

Last time that I saw you it was dark
I remember that you don?t believe me
Take my seat and wait for it to start
Let the lights fade out beneath me

The bright lights of New York

And I see it all
And I see it all
I see this postcard on the wall
And I see it all

One last look into your eyes
The day had only just begun, yeah
With the gentle bruising in the skies
By the sun, yeah, by the sun

And I see it all
And I see it all
I see this postcard on the wall
And I see it all

One step further, one step more
One day closer than before
To the bright lights in New York
One day closer than before
Bright lights in New York
Bright lights in New York

To the bright lights of New York

Bright lights in New York x6

(Thanks to ysogreen for these lyrics)