Times Square 歌词

Two stars, three stars The night sky above used to mean everything Two horses in love Girl in a sling How come your eyes come In and out of focus in the park All alone, early spring Girl in a sling I've been sifting through these remains for years Bitter tears, bitter pills Oh, it sucks when there's nothing but gold in those hills! Girl, I know what you're going through I'm going there too Girl, I know what you're going through I'm going there too I've been sifting through these remains for years Bitter tears, bitter pills Oh, it sucks when there's nothing but gold in those hills! Girl, I know what you're going through I'm going there too Girl, I know what you're going through I'm going there too I'm going there too I'm going there