Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Baby, there you stand
The bottle in your hand
Shouting to the night
While the city sleeps
Caught in the light of a car
Or subway station sparks
I see your face again
Guess it's time to leave
And I watched you fall from a great height
And you watch me fail night after night
Still the sound
Still the sound of the city tonight
Keeps my dreams and my demons alive
Baby I, I'm still alive
I hear the city breathe, I dream the city's dreams
She's still in my arms for another year
So with the broken hearts, call me the king of cards
I'll make them disappear with a sleight of hand
And I watched you fall from a great height
You watched me fail night after night
Still the sound
Still the sound of the city tonight
Keeps my dreams and my demons alive
Baby I, I'm still alive
Still you don't come, you won't come
But your fever has broken
And the daylight is blinding your eyes
And still you don't come, you won't come
The city, she's not done
She's calling; she's calling your name
Your name