NYC Love Affair


As I walk down Eighth Avenue
I stop and stare taking the view
this isn't right
you never said goodnight
she will find out
and leave my heart without a doubt
but your eyes where so blue
and your love was so true
you picked me off the floor
you walked me to the door
you said, don't worry, it will be fine
but we made love over a bottle of wine
a bottle of hopes and dreams
a bottle of love and schemes

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