Story Behind the Song
Sony is a native Minnesotan, pretty blonde of course. Pretty voice. Dennis Burnside does the keyboard magic.
Lyrics
I watch the crowds on Second Avenue
As if I'll see you hurry by the window
Out in the snow
The waitress fills my coffee mug
Shivering as the shop door opens and bangs shut
In a cold rush
The table rocks, one leg on a broken tile
You'd probably hate that but for me, it's fine
Two a.m., back again on New York time
How I've missed the lights, the sounds, that skyline
So good to feel at home, to be on New York time
I watch the cream swirl in the coffee
Picture you with a cocktail and your Hollywood smile
Another life
You're Pacific, I'm Atlantic
My style is a subway packed in and garbage trucks
Waking me up
Give me the city that never sleeps
Oceans of people and penthouse dreams
Two a.m., back again on New York time
How I've missed the lights, the sounds, that skyline
So good to feel at home, to be on New York time
The seasons always change here
The hour's never late here
How I love it...oh love it
Two a.m., back again on New York time
How I've missed the lights, the sounds, that skyline
So good to feel at home, to be on New York time
Good to be back home, on New York time
Joyce V. Harrison © Luvu Luvu Music, ASCAP
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