N.Y.

Today the first snow went to see the ground The white and innocent to watch and learn In silent houses quiet christmas trees stand sadly wrapped in electricity Na na na na na na The smell of winter makes me sick for love It brings back memories from another world Streets full of strangers stories unheard six hours back across the ocean Calling me pretty names, New York Flattering me way too much, New York Romance is in the air, New York I wanna be a part of you, New York For this kind of hunger there is no word This kind of rage that doesn't know how to make itself heard A universe expanding out of hand drawn towards its hollow black surroundings Sing me your final call, New York No need to tease me more, New York My heart ain't where I'm at, New York I wanna be a part of you New York --- N.Y. - Frida Hyvönen