Going Home

Here it comes again at 3 am

That empty space it just takes my breath away

Walk outside its the strangest thing

Snow has fallen radiates

I don't know but I've been told

All I know is what I see had such a sweet dream

It ends in disaster

And somehow you could not find your way back through the door

I'm seeing the car crash

The end of the love song but even now I can't make it back

Where you are

I'm going home new york city has become a friend to me

And every street helps to wash out clean my memory

All of the faces they hide the light

I feel that change but the change passes me by

I don't know but I've been told

All I know is what I see

Had such a sweet dream

It end in disaster and somehow I could not find my way back through the door

I follow the side walks and all of you footprints

But somehow I could not make it back to where you are

I'm going home