Twists of fate for the better
Contemplation of the weather
Is there rain behind these walls?
Well, I don't know
You write lyrics on my bear feet
We fight over which ice cream to eat
If there's pain inside today
It dosen't show
I have fallen into your trap
Lay my head down in your lap
You read to me
From some trashy magazine
I write you notes across the window
"Please let the time pass slow"
Ask me do I love you
I come clean
All dressed up in my fancy clothes
I love our bedroom fashion shows
We are jumping
On the bed together
Snuggle up beneath the covers
You and I, like virgin lovers
And I just love New York
In bitter weather