Cathy's a cab like she's hailing a storm Unto the of new york city Once we're inside, it's a carnival That brings a white knuckle kind of
She me up on her rooftop, Framed by a of watertanks and chimneys She's wrapped a cigarette, Lecturing etiquette, while I look in the me
We in saturday and it was medicine And when nighttime came the just swallowed The Cathy lays the blame on thomas alva And 60 million lightbulbs telling new that It's Ah, midnight strikes too strikes too soon
She says, "in new york city, they throw Wishes into you can't see a star, unless one hit you when It -- " "and if you caught one," I say, "who Could you tell in this whole damn who'd you? "
She smiled like a cat to a pigeon on the roof She says, "i look windows for universal truths" And we drank in the moment like whiskey "but if orion fell," she said, "i'd you"
The from her roof could make your head Just It was like up the world in a tablespoon And we drank it down,m every in town Like the sweetest, kindest I my wish on a satellite dish But still midnight too soon Midnight too soon
Cathy seems to slow down She's a hurricane a skyscraper town She laughs at me, says I'm suburban But the is I live on a highway
I come to city for the solace of her roof Every window tells a story in hard truth As the world spins beneath me, I ask it for I'm living my life in my own way Or will time just it's own say
strikes too soon Midnight too soon Midnight too soon strikes too soon