This world keeps spinning faster Into a new disaster so I run to you I run to you baby Baby you're the only one I run to And when it all starts coming undone I run to you Oh I run to you

New York at night Empire high Its got me coming alive Baby you're like That Uptown something Girl you're like a model on a Soho street Walking on air like you own it That electric energy Something tells me you're gonna keep me going til the morning light

Time recedes With a fatal drop On the mountain top Cut the cord if you can She's so crazy She's so lazy Keeps on coming

Don't you worry girl You know that I'm coming back for you I'll be back for you So you better wait up Keeping the bed warm for me All night putting your whisper on me Coming back for you, yeah When you close your eyes

Keep a place for me, for me It's nothing, it's nothing Know you gotta leave, leave, leave Take down some summer time Give up, just tonight, night, night Know you got someone comin' You're spitting game, oh you got it I'll sleep between y'all, it's nothing

They know what is what But they don't know what is what What, what, what, what, what, what They just strut So keep calm, honey, I'ma stick around For more than a minute, get used to it Funny my name keeps comin' out your mouth 'Cause I stay winning Lay

Everywhere that I go now I keep that thing right with me It is because I live foul Shorty like blue piece coming I got bitches all only back I got niggas all in my face It get serious it ain't no game So I got to keep that thing at my waist Its real, its

These are the best that I Lots of love just keep it comin' Making something out of nothin' The nova is over I don't know how to say Losin' what I love today I don't know what to say Look at what I lost today And these are the things that I

Cool down the space for me little woman You're coming in to fast for me That's not how it should be She keep on trying be she can't And so she do it how she want And so I told her: Went to a dance last Saturday night I was feeling tipsy, the mood was

Because we own the sky Secrets from the winds Burnt stars crying It's coming, it's coming now! What's coming? What's coming now? Each shade of blue Is kept in our eyes Keep blowing and lighting Soft, soft or cruel