I dream of running away,
I dream of running away, to New York perhaps
With you in my grasp
Exploring the city that never sleeps.
I’ll pull you close
I’ll pull you close And hold you tight
As we take flight
Dancing and singing under New York lights.
I’ll run my fingers through your hair,
I’ll run my fingers through your hair, Your arm around my waist
Fingers tickling my skin
Lifting me in your embrace.
Haunting memories will no longer stay,
because you fill my heart
and blow me away.