I ferried my dreams across the water

underneath a faceless moon

I woke to find myself uncovered

in this dark and dusty room

take me… up the wooden stairs

where the windows are open wide

there we can watch the city skyline

tremble in the heat waves rolling by

and don't the world look pretty

when you're young in the city


So there I was

Ophelia climbing

through these tangled threads of light

I was caught

open and bleeding

but I was willing to stay the night

take me down… to where the buildings

stand empty at our feet

where the… dirty Hudson River

and the sweet blue oceans meet

and don't the world look pretty

when you're young in the city


Don't you sometimes wonder

why it all goes by so fast

I held you in my fingers

now I hold you in my past…

once I watched you… walk on water

now I watch you walk across the room

I always thought we'd have forever

now these forevers go by too soon

take me down… to the streets below

where the moon and traffic lights

guide us… while we go dreaming

thru another sleepless night

and don't the world look pretty

when you're young in the city