You left me standing there at the top of the stoop of a federal brown stone You left me standing there with my heart in my hands Oh, life didn't let me Oh, pity New York City You left us standing there in our favourite café A petite abbey I saw the future landscape of different families Divided in two states Oh, and life didn't let me Oh, pity New York City All those dreams On my sleeve Stomach, laughing at my idiocy All those dreams So naive What am I gonna do now I've lost everything? What am I gonna do now I've lost everything? In the same city, in the same city that made me I left you wiser, then With realisations of romance and sorrow I sailed up north again Back to my homeland and left you forever Oh, she left you, didn't she? Oh, pity New York City