All the Stars
I am so madly in love with new york city
The lights on the buildings
Brighter than the stars
And you,
You were brighter than all the stars that night
My car turned into a carriage
And there we were
Getting lost in the streets of a city
We didn’t know
The sound of your high heels
Scouring the pavement as we jogged across busy streets
Every single night
The moon reminds me of your eyes
And your fears
How when it loomed over the world
It felt a little too big
And we felt a little too small
I am so madly in love with new york city
But even that could never compare
To how madly in love i was
With you.
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