KINDNESS OF THE CITY
This city keeps getting worse, or is it because it almost rained today?
It’s been no more than a week give or take,
And I catch myself saying “Can’t wait for Summer again.”
‘Cause the world offers nothing for my delicate person,
Would I be depending on the kindness of strangers if they knew my past,
She would run away, she would chase heaven, and seek new beauty of life,
I’ll be gone from this city, and I’ll find a place to love forever,
Because she made a paradise in New York City,
And she ran the world around with her words, her world of words.
Travel to the city of dreams to make my art come true,
This is the one thing she can’t be, it takes a gem, not a mirror,
We all shine, but some shine forever don’t you agree? Well I do.