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It's 5 on a Sunday
But ain't no church round me
Out here in Paris
Singing C'est la vie
But I don't know who the hell I am anymore
Got a flight out on Monday
And I swear I'll be
At that same hotel
We spent that week
When you told me, that this could be enough
What I would give just to go back
To that spring that we spent
Drinking old fashioneds
As we rode round the city, baby
Come to me
I feel you through the fog
Lord help me find my way
Back to that May we fell in love
When it was just a drunk holiday
Oh I remember, God we were young
Oh darling just know that
I still go back
To that May in New York
Darling just know that
I'd give it all back
For that May in New York
Took the 5 down on the Subway
And I swear I see
That same old trail
At that park up east
Where you told me
That this I fear is love
Oh I would kill just to go
Karaoke at the back of that club
Oh what I'd give just to go back
To that spring that we spent
Drinking old fashioneds
As we rode round the city, baby
Come to me
I feel you through the fog
Lord help me find my way
Back to that May we fell in love
When it was just a drunk holiday
Oh I remember, God we were young
Oh darling just know that
I still go back
To that May in New York
Darling just know that
I'd give it all back
For that May in New York