Central Park

First few horns and the squeak of brakes

Knock on the door and the city wakes

But you you're still sleeping

And you you're in love

Painting a pretty picture

How I wish more of this were drew

But you you're in London

And you you're still in love

F**k this I'mma go out walking

Rent a bike and make a few laps in Central Park in the dark

Love is just a memory

Love along the shadow in my heart in my heart

This is where you'll stay while I'm at the Hudson

I'd like to see my name above the door

It says we we're still in Brooklyn

And we we're never in but you're always welcome

If you run out of dough you know