Maybe in New York

We’re not the same in any way
Want you to leave, want you to stay

I want to hold you, I want to hurt you
I know I’m no good for you

Don’t really know what I want
You know you’ll always have my heart

Fighting the urge to keep this going
Look at these feelings we keep ignoring

Don’t think I’ll ever see the day when timing isn’t in our way

Perhaps one day we’ll meet again
In two years, five or maybe even ten

We’re not the same in any way
Maybe in New York things will be okay

We’ll have a favorite bench and a favorite tree
It won’t be until then, that I’ll know it’s meant to be

We’re not the same in any way
I’ve grown a lot since you went away

I’ve come to realize, I am happier alone
I’m in love with the idea of being on my own

It’s time for me to let you leave
You’ll always have a part of me

We’re not the same in any way

I guess I’ll see you in New York someday..