( ) I flew in on the evening plane Is it such a good idea that I am here again? And I could cut my cold breath with a knife And taste the winter of another life A yellow cab from JFK, the long way round I didn't mind... gave me thinking time before I ran aground On rocky memories and choking tears I believe it only rained round here these thirty years Now, it's the first snow on Brooklyn and my cold feet are drumming You don't see me in the shadows from your cozy window frame And last night, who was in your parlour wrapping presents in the late hour To place upon your pillow as the morning came? Thin wind stings my face... pull collar up I could murder coffee in a grande cup No welcome deli; there's no Starbucks here A dime for a quick phone call could cost me dear And the first snow on Brooklyn paints a Christmas card upon the pavement The cab leaves a disappearing trace and then it's gone And the snow covers my footprints, deep regrets and heavy heartbeats When you wake you'll never see the spot that I was standing on Instrumental:
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