give me an answer as to why you're leaving..
weather like this calls for thick blankets and scarves and your hand far more than anything. so please just dont say goodbye this time around. that plane has a life of its own, and New York City could eat you alive, but i could be the one to take you away. You're a mirror and i'm that vanity you're oh so in love with, so dont run away on me this time for no reason. you and i change with the seasons. i can be the one thing that you don't know baby. when i'm with you there's no point in breathing.