Kristin Hoffmann Lyrics
New York City

(Hoffmann)
New York City takes me over
In these nights when I'm alone
Café corners, hung with strangers
Gulping down a bitter soul
Wouldn't mind the peace of going back home
And meeting a knowing smile
Where Sunday tastes of confession booth sins
And Monday comes with new denial

I am pretty good at nothing
When I think that I'm a star
Flying ego over mountains
Spacious skies of who we are
Wouldn't mind the peace of
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rewinding the time
Give me blank paper and pen
I'd feel ease in calling you mine
But then I'd know it's just pretend

Gotta find a better space
Where I recognize my face
I begin to cry
Emotions churning
Gotta find some peace of mind
Somewhere in between these lines
'Cause I begin to die when
my fire's burning
Ocean turning

New York City, I'm uncertain
Think I lost round Chelsea Town
Café corner, I'm a stranger
Hold me close and take me down