Counting Crows Chelsea
I never go to New York City these days Something about the buildings in Chelsea just kills me Maybe in a month or two, Maybe when things are different for me, Maybe when things are different for you You know all of this shit, just sticks in my head Is there anything different these days? The light in her eyes goes out I never had light in my eyes anyway Maybe things are different these days It's good for everybody to hurt somebody once in a while The things I do to people I love shouldn't be allowed Something about the buildings in Chelsea just kills me Something about the buildings in Chelsea just kills me Is there anything different these days? The light in her eyes goes out, I never had light in my eyes anyway Maybe things are different these days I dream I'm in New York City some nights. Angels flow down from all the buildings Something about an angel just kills me I keep hoping something will Is there anything different these days? The light in her eyes goes out, I never had light in my eyes anyway Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe maybe things are different, Maybe things are different these days The light goes out I never had light in my eyes anyway Maybe things are different ......these days.
