Fond Memories of New York

Sunbear

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Imagine dusty old roads and all McDonalds with middle-age waitresses
Coffee black as the oil that falls off trailers at a truck stop
Watching the sunrise, looking into your eyes
Watching our dreams, as they go by

I pictured all of the things that Tom and Frankie told me about
Wanna see for myself now, but I`m afraid it`s gonna be a let down
Watching the sunrise, looking into your eyes
Watching the cars as, they go by

If I could have it my own way we`d be shining brighter than the headlights
All the billboards on Broadway would be saying we`ll always be together
Watching the sunrise, looking into your eyes
Watching our dreams, as they go by