[Verse 1] City tilts her crooked face Press her lips against my ear Whisper secrets that I'd longed to hear for so long [Verse 2] Waking hazel eyes observe Aging storefronts, undisturbed I see God in all the tiniest crevices Of man-made subway tracks [Chorus] I want a place to go when it's dark and cold I want someone to hold, even when I'm old I...Learn More