And I'm wandering the lower east side
Where all the streets have stories,
My feet play the role of a folk singer
Strummin' the streets like guitar strings,
I had angels in my ears
Singing my own memories back to me, as if I forgot.

These streets blend to one
Like the days of, the last few months, ( x2)

Anywhere I knew you'd be
Inside the wallgreens, 22nd street,
You still had seed in your hair, so I brushed it out
Using the same hand that connects the dots,
To your beauty marks, Yeah.

Like a constellation of stars
Using your body as the universe. (x2)

Now it's all coming back
Feeling as hard as a heart attack,
Realize the beauty that you are
But I'll keep it wrapped inside my skin.

And it's a sin that I can't touch your neck
Or bring your lips to mine,
Right now you've lost your value
Losing faith, you're falling from,
The pedestal that I've held oh so high for you. Yeah. (x2)

These streets blend to one
Like the days of, the last few months. (x2)

And it's a sin that I can't touch your neck
Or bring your lips to mine,
Right now you've lost your value
Losing faith, you're falling from,
The pedestal that I've held oh so high for you, Yeah. (x2)