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I can't remember what I planned tomorrowI can't remember when it's time to goWhen I look in the mirrorTracing lines with a pencilI remember what came beforeI wanted to think there was endless loveUntil I saw the light dim in your eyesIn the dead of the night I found outSometimes there's love that won't surviveNew York CitySuch a beautiful diseaseNew York CitySuch a beautiful,Such a beautiful diseaseLaura kept all her disappointmentsLocked up in a box behind her closet doorShe pulled the blinds and listened to the thunderWith no way out from the family storeWe all told her things could get betterWhen you just say goodbyeI'll lay awake one more nightCaught in a vision I want to denySongtexteAnd did I mention the note that I foundTaped to my locked front doorIt talked about no regretsAs it slipped from my hand to the scuffed tile floorI rode the train for hours on endAnd watched the people pass me byIt could be that it has no endJust an action junkie's lullabyNew York CityWe were full of the stuff that every dream restedAs if floating on a lumpy pillow skyCaught up in the whole illusionThat dreams never pass us byCame to a tattooed conclusionThat the big one was knocking on the doorWhat started as a mass delusionWould take me far from the place I adoreNew York City Aus Songtexte Mania