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Take a mid-western/mountain girl...and transplant her into the heart of NYC...well this is her view!
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I miss the grass I miss the trees I miss the sun I miss the breeze I could climb but I might fall All these buildings are so damn tall From that high I can’t see the ground I can’t go through I cant go around It’s Jacobs ladder to the top Once I get there I guess I’ll stop Hey-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh Oh-wo-ewo-wo Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah I miss your love I miss your shine I miss your smile I miss your eyes I would trade the world for you There’s just some shit I have to do There was a day I thought I knew Where I’d be some day with you But plans change and tears fall Now I can’t walk so I guess I’ll crawl I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be Everything I’ve got I’ve gotten by following my dreams Baby I know I just need time I’m gunna turn this water into wine So here I am New York, New York Silver spoon or plastic fork In this place talk is cheap And I don’t think they ever sleep Things aren’t always what they seem They say this place is the land of dreams I hope they’re right by me Cuz I gave up everything I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be Everything I’ve got I’ve gotten by following my dreams I’m livin’ on every breath I take You’ve gotta let me make my own mistakes I miss the grass I miss the trees I miss the sun I miss the breeze I miss your love I miss your shine I miss your smile I miss your eyes So here I am New York, New York Silver spoon or plastic fork I hope they’re right by me Cuz I gave up everything
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