D
First few horns and the squeak of brakes
Knock on the door and the city wakes
Bm G
But you, you're still sleeping
Bm G
And you, you're in love
D
Painting a pretty picture
How I wish, more of this were drew
Bm G
But you, you're in London
Bm G
And you, you're still in love
D
Fuck this, imma go out walking
Rent a bike and make a few laps in Central Park in the dark
Bm G
Love is just a memory
D A Bm G D A
Love along the shadow in my heart, in my heart
D
This is where you'll stay, while I'm at the Hudson
I'd like to see my name above the door
Bm G D
It says we, we're still in Brooklyn
Bm G D
And we, we're never in but you're always welcome
A Bm A Bm G D A
If you run out of dough you know
