I come home at night, the city's alive.
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The music drifts on, as the clouds fill my eyes,
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It's so hard to sleep, dreamin' of you.
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That's when I take myself down to the street,
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Like the broken-hearted do.
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I walk alone, out in the New York rain.
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And I'm missin' you with each passin' day.
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It was in the times; love is just one of those days.
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When I get to hold you again, in the New York rain.
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It's comin' down hard, breakin' my heart,
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As two shadows kiss, down in Central Park.
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An' left me alone, so lost in this town.
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Since we met on Seventh Avenue, my world is upside down.
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And I'm alone, out in the New York rain.
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And I'm missin' you with each passin' day.
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It was in the times; love is just one of those days.
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When I get to hold you again, in the New York....
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Rain will heal you, so they say.
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It can even wash the pain away.
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I walk alone, out in the New York rain.
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And I'm missin' you with each passin' day.
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I'm so cold, oh, so cold.
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So cold in the New York rain.
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It was in the times; love is just one of those days.
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When I get to hold you again, in the New York rain.
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New York Rain
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| Faith Hill |
