You re where all the poets go
You re where all the ashes blow
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You re the kind of maker
That makes the whole world come true
My baby she s inside me now
I made her a place to settle down
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It s close to my heart, she likes the sound
It s twenty minutes out of town
Airline water breaking fast
In New York city, low on cash
Another week and you ll be back
And you ll be staying home at last
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But don t act broken even when you re broken
It s just one of those things
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Thank god you re timeless cause my watch got stolen
It s the good stuff that you bring
Don t be crushed
This city will always bug you baby
I know for me it does the same
It s pretty I suppose from inside a plane
That s heading for another place
But wave and blow me one more kiss
You re a dead eye, baby you never miss
There s not much else as sweet as this
I waved so hard I broke my wrist
But don t act broken even when you re broken
It s just one of those things
Thank god you re timeless
Cause my watch got stolen
It s the good stuff that you bring
Don t be crushed
Don t be crushed, don t be cruuuushed