New Manhattan

I watch, and I wait in this city you call home The man reported these streets lead to lost souls Took a picture with my eyes And I'm frightened of girls in plastic heights New Manhattan Soul to you is Paradise Two silhouettes stranged in redlight Anyway, we may wrong Boulevards far from home So, I'll find new scene You've got the best of me Standing in a golden frame Looking out, but we won't change Till I find new scene You've got the best, got the best of me Your eyes have a silence Despite the commotion, we rained all the shadows That we wished it were broken Took my picture with my eyes I'm your golden Nothing could ever disguise New Manhattan Soul to me, but I'll deny I'm safe from harm, by your side Anyway, we may wrong Boulevards far from home So, I'll find new scene You've got the best of me Standing in a golden frame Looking out, but we won't change Till I find new scene You've got the best, got the best of me Ooh ooh oh oh Ooh ooh oh oh Ooh ooh oh oh Ooh ooh oh oh