[00:00.00] 作词 : Maya Hawke
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Maya Hawke
[00:14.35]Twistin' around on the blue leather boot
[00:20.13]My ear's still poppin' from traveling youth
[00:26.78]I picked at my oatmeal and plumped up my lips
[00:33.64]He gives his hand a suggestional wish
[00:40.19]It's not you, it's New York I miss
[00:47.69]I've got a problem I think he can fix
[00:53.96]He seems to undo all my usual tricks
[01:00.84]But the marks on his belly, the lines I trace
[01:07.83]Shadow softness and romantic grace
[01:14.63]It's not you, it's New York I face
[01:21.66]I dreamed of him on a JetBlue flight
[01:28.80]Nursing into a feverish night
[01:35.95]I lay on my back whisperin' his name
[01:43.13]Letting him unravel a decade of blame
[01:50.32]It's not you, it's New York I claim
[01:57.00]Well in a thundered breath I coughed my heart
[02:03.65]My life in my hands, a good place to start
[02:10.83]Little creature born of joy and mirth
[02:17.36]Loving without the help of anything
[02:24.08]Little creature born of joy and mirth
[02:31.47]Loving without the help of anything
[02:37.35]On earth
[02:44.34]It's not you, it's New York that works
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作词 : Maya Hawke
作曲 : Maya Hawke
Twistin' around on the blue leather boot
My ear's still poppin' from traveling youth
I picked at my oatmeal and plumped up my lips
He gives his hand a suggestional wish
It's not you, it's New York I miss
I've got a problem I think he can fix
He seems to undo all my usual tricks
But the marks on his belly, the lines I trace
Shadow softness and romantic grace
It's not you, it's New York I face
I dreamed of him on a JetBlue flight
Nursing into a feverish night
I lay on my back whisperin' his name
Letting him unravel a decade of blame
It's not you, it's New York I claim
Well in a thundered breath I coughed my heart
My life in my hands, a good place to start
Little creature born of joy and mirth
Loving without the help of anything
Little creature born of joy and mirth
Loving without the help of anything
On earth
It's not you, it's New York that works