New Sunday歌詞

Sunday New York Times - Matt Nathanson.Leaves and the rain falling outside.Taxi waited in the street.Gave you my keys, told you I'd try...But we both knew better, didn't we?I made my way to JFK in world record time,Hoping I would miss the flight..You and I were fighting sleep.Beautiful wasted promises we promised to keep,At least 'til we said goodbye.Sometimes you're still mineBetween the lines of the Sunday New York Times..You were the saint, I was the liar,At least that's how I remember it.Left all our dreams, all our desiresOn the steps of your apartment.The Brooklyn bridge, your olive skinFramed in black and white.I miss how simple love could be..When you and I were fighting sleep.Beautiful wasted promises we promised to keep,At least 'til we said goodbye.Sometimes you're still mineBetween the lines o