You should come over, the city moves slower Here on the ninth floor, sitting with me Its hard in Toronto, I'm passing my time up here on my dirty balcony The weathers been nice, but we don't need small talk We've got the world here at our feet You should come over, my head on your shoulder Killing some time just sitting with me It isn't Paris or Mexico I know, I know But it could be nice, spending July On my dirty balcony Beaches and boardwalks, suddenly a postcard I'm filling my cup with another drink Wishing for nothing Baby there's something in your eyes the way you look at me And me in your ballcap staring at sidewalks Looking at strangers we'll never meet But we don't need no one We can just lay here the two of us, you and me It isn't Paris or Mexico I know, I know But it could be nice, spending July On my dirty balcony I think about next year, will you still be here Killing your time, just sitting with me Me in your ballcap, wishing for nothing Here on my dirty balcony It isn't Paris or Mexico I know, I know But it could be nice, spending July On my dirty balcony Come over baby Won't you please Lay here next year