Release

So late, it's never But I have to say I'm better These few years have taught me fine Call me coloring my mind You called me up to say That you found release in your own way It was the night before your wedding day I was in Montreal And I appreciated that you called But when I go back to New York You're still everywhere Standing on Lincoln in the rain Running your fingers through my hair I don't know how not to need you When you are everywhere There, there Never linked your and my vision We were airport indecision Oh, the slow silent stream That slips away in a dream You had every right to be mad When I called you stoned to call it off Back when things were all fucked up It's like I wasn't even there But when I go back to New York You're still everywhere Standing on Lincoln in the rain Running your fingers through my hair I don't know how not to need you When you are everywhere There, there, there