New York City Revisited

Cold gray Thanksgiving afternoon
Snow's coming down heavy and wet
Dogs give me suffering glances
Longing to be inside again
Many years later, Second Avenue
Time didn't leave you behind

I fly in and I am here
The whole city's my madeleine cake
Walking around in my youth
With new bars added
Looking for Lakeside, Luna Lounge and
Where Dan Lynch's used to be
Walking down Lexington to Old Town Bar
It's there and the jukebox is free

Maybe it's not over it's just changing
Like it's always been
As night falls young people getting ready
For a night that will be something they've never seen

Went to thrift shops all day
In the dark and damp I walked home
I am here but I don't belong
Like I used to do
In dreams I am often here
But always just about to leave
Time is running out and I'm looking for places
But they're not where they used to be
Time is running out and I'm looking for places
Things look different to me



Credits
Writer(s): Stellan Wahlström
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