I Fell In Love In New York
I had to shoot my head up to see the top of his
He towered over me
He did not speak much
but he was never quiet
I often got lost in him
and all the adventure he offered
On the way to his home
I knew I only needed a one way ticket
His eyes gleamed throughout the night
for he did not sleep
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