Mirth
๐ต 864 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:57 duration
๐ ID: 3261810
๐ Lyrics
Twisting around on a blue leather booth
My ears still popping from travel and use
I pick at my oatmeal and plump up my lips
He gives his hand a suggestion, a wish
It's not you, it's New York I miss
I've got a problem I think he could fix
He seems to undo all my usual tricks
But the marks on his belly, the lines I trace
Shadow his softness and romantic grace
It's not you, it's New York I face
I dreamt of him on a JetBlue flight
Nursing me into a feverish night
Lay on my back, whispering his name
Letting him unravel a decade of blame
It's not you, it's New York I claim
Well, in a thunder breath, I coughed up 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
My ears still popping from travel and use
I pick at my oatmeal and plump up my lips
He gives his hand a suggestion, a wish
It's not you, it's New York I miss
I've got a problem I think he could fix
He seems to undo all my usual tricks
But the marks on his belly, the lines I trace
Shadow his softness and romantic grace
It's not you, it's New York I face
I dreamt of him on a JetBlue flight
Nursing me into a feverish night
Lay on my back, whispering his name
Letting him unravel a decade of blame
It's not you, it's New York I claim
Well, in a thunder breath, I coughed up 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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:13.64] Twisting around on a blue leather booth
[00:20.40] My ears still popping from travel and use
[00:26.89] I pick at my oatmeal and plump up my lips
[00:34.20] He gives his hand a suggestion, a wish
[00:41.36] It's not you, it's New York I miss
[00:47.07] I've got a problem I think he could fix
[00:53.54] He seems to undo all my usual tricks
[01:00.54] But the marks on his belly, the lines I trace
[01:07.44] Shadow his softness and romantic grace
[01:15.42] It's not you, it's New York I face
[01:21.67] I dreamt of him on a JetBlue flight
[01:29.08] Nursing me into a feverish night
[01:35.90] Lay on my back, whispering his name
[01:43.05] Letting him unravel a decade of blame
[01:50.50] It's not you, it's New York I claim
[01:55.68] Well, in a thunder breath, I coughed up my heart
[02:02.36] My life in my hands, a good place to start
[02:09.77] Little creature born of joy and mirth
[02:16.78] Loving without the help of anything
[02:23.74] Little creature born of joy and mirth
[02:30.71] Loving without the help of anything
[02:35.74] On Earth
[02:44.10] It's not you, it's New York that works
[02:49.13]
[00:20.40] My ears still popping from travel and use
[00:26.89] I pick at my oatmeal and plump up my lips
[00:34.20] He gives his hand a suggestion, a wish
[00:41.36] It's not you, it's New York I miss
[00:47.07] I've got a problem I think he could fix
[00:53.54] He seems to undo all my usual tricks
[01:00.54] But the marks on his belly, the lines I trace
[01:07.44] Shadow his softness and romantic grace
[01:15.42] It's not you, it's New York I face
[01:21.67] I dreamt of him on a JetBlue flight
[01:29.08] Nursing me into a feverish night
[01:35.90] Lay on my back, whispering his name
[01:43.05] Letting him unravel a decade of blame
[01:50.50] It's not you, it's New York I claim
[01:55.68] Well, in a thunder breath, I coughed up my heart
[02:02.36] My life in my hands, a good place to start
[02:09.77] Little creature born of joy and mirth
[02:16.78] Loving without the help of anything
[02:23.74] Little creature born of joy and mirth
[02:30.71] Loving without the help of anything
[02:35.74] On Earth
[02:44.10] It's not you, it's New York that works
[02:49.13]