New York Stories

Annie, are you coming this way

Cause if you want to meet me in New Orleans

We can catch up on the places you've been

And not even once will I mention that I missed your laugh

You're timid when you're speaking of him

You said he's well on his way to be a father someday

Then your lips crack a smile with your eyes on the floor

Oh Annie, are you doing okay

Cause you won't tell the truth about that newest bruise

Said you're saving up to leave one day

But he doesn't know if he's ever going to leave the state

And I saw you scrape a tear from your eye

Then you changed the conversation as if I wouldn't know

Then you zipped up your coat and said 'I'll see you around'

Now you're settled in a place in New York

Said it's about time that you found your life

And you got another pair of running shoes

And the balcony view was such a gorgeous sight