New Manhattan

I watch and I wait in this city you call home

The man reported these streets lead to lost souls

Took a picture with my eyes

And I'm frightened of girls in plastic heights

New Manhattan

Soul to you is Paradise

Two silhouettes stranged in redlight

Anyway we may wrong

Boulevards far from home

So I'll find new scene

You've got the best of me

Standing in a golden frame

Looking out but we won't change

Till I find new scene

You've got the best got the best of me

Your eyes have a silence

Despite the commotion we rained all the shadows

That we wished it were broken

Took my picture with my eyes

I'm your golden

Nothing could ever disguise

New Manhattan

Soul to me but I'll deny

I'm safe from harm by your side

Anyway we may wrong

Boulevards far from home

So I'll find new scene

You've got the best of me

Standing in a golden frame

Looking out but we won't change

Till I find new scene

You've got the best got the best of me

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