Sunday New York Times Lyrics – Matt Nathanson
Singer: Matt Nathanson
Title: Sunday New York Times
Leaves and the rain falling outside.
Taxi waited in the street.
Gave you my keys, told you I’d try
But we both knew better didn’t we?
I made my way to JFK in world record time,
Hoping I would miss the flight.
You and I were fighting sleep.
Beautiful wasted promises we promised to keep,
At least ’til we said goodbye.
Sometimes you’re still mine
Between the lines of the Sunday New York Times.
You were the saint, I was the liar,
At least that’s how I remember it.
Left all our dreams, all our desires
On the steps of your apartment.
The Brooklyn bridge, your olive skin
Framed in black and white.
I miss how simple love could be.
When you and I were fighting sleep.
Beautiful wasted promises we promised to keep,
At least ’til we said goodbye.
Sometimes you’re still mine
Between the lines of the Sunday New York Times
Running wild down St. Marks,
Raw and breathless in your arms.
Jumping trains to the park,
When the world was ours.
When you and I were fighting sleep.
Under the blankets promises we promised to keep,
At least ’til we said goodbye.
Sometimes you’re still mine
Between the lines of the Sunday New York Times
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Sunday New York Times – Terjemahan / Translation
Daun dan hujan jatuh di luar.
Taksi menunggu di jalan.
Memberi Anda kunci saya, katakan saya akan mencoba
Tapi kami berdua tahu lebih baik bukan?
Saya membuat jalan ke JFK di World Record Time,
Berharap aku akan melewatkan penerbangan.
Anda dan saya sedang bertarung tidur.
Janji-janji yang indah terbuang yang kami janjikan untuk disimpan,
Setidaknya sampai kami mengucapkan selamat tinggal.
Terkadang kamu masih milikku
Antara garis Minggu New York Times.
Anda adalah orang suci, saya adalah pembohong,
Setidaknya itulah yang saya ingat.
Meninggalkan semua impian kita, semua keinginan kita
Di tangga apartemen Anda.
Jembatan Brooklyn, kulit zaitun Anda
Dibingkai hitam dan putih.
Aku merindukan betapa sederhana cinta itu.
Ketika Anda dan saya bertarung tidur.
Janji-janji yang indah terbuang yang kami janjikan untuk disimpan,
Setidaknya sampai kami mengucapkan selamat tinggal.
Terkadang kamu masih milikku
Antara garis Minggu New York Times
Menjalankan Wild Down St. Marks,
Mentah dan terengah-engah di lengan Anda.
Melompat kereta ke taman,
Ketika dunia adalah milik kita.
Ketika Anda dan saya bertarung tidur.
Di bawah selimut janji yang kami janjikan untuk disimpan,
Setidaknya sampai kami mengucapkan selamat tinggal.
Terkadang kamu masih milikku
Antara garis Minggu New York Times
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Lyrics Matt Nathanson – Sunday New York Times
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