New York snow this time of year
There’s nothing more beautiful to me
Except for you
Making my way uptown
And I’m seeing familiar places, faces
In my pile of coffee grounds

The days are better, the nights are still so lonely
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road

Watching my breath rise in the sun
Pulling myself in two made one
Helplessly feel for my phone and drive away

This new rhythm I pursue
Is just my getting over you
Telling myself that I need to

The days are better, the nights are still so lonely
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road

I’m still looking for a play
No one said that it was fair
To be alone

The days are better, the nights are still so lonely
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road

The days are better, the nights are still so lonely
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road
Sometimes I think I’m the only cab on the road

When I find out who I am
I’m gonna know just what to do
When I pull myself together again
I’m gonna give myself to you

Is this forever
This feeling I got
Not enough and too much
So free and so caught up
In something and nothing
Both at the same time
I’m either out of my head
Or I’m out of my mind

When I find out who I am
I’m gonna know just what to do
When I pull myself together again
I’m gonna give myself to you

Is this forever
This feeling that I’m not
Moving at all
But I just can’t stop
It’s like I’m dreaming
And I’m wide awake too
Will you remember me
Cause I won’t forget you

When I find out who I am
I’m gonna know just what to do
When I pull myself together again
I’m gonna give myself to you

I guess I was saving my life for later
When maybe I should have been giving myself to you
Now I will, but I got to find out
Who I am before I do

When I find out who I am
I’m gonna know just what to do
When I pull myself together again
I’m gonna give myself to you
I’m gonna give myself to you
I’m gonna give myself to you

Well an airplane’s faster than a Cadillac
And a whole lot smoother than a camel’s back
But I don’t care how you get to me
Just get to me
Parasail or first class mail
Get on the back of a nightingale
Just get to me I don’t care just get to me
Prokeds, mopeds take a limousine instead
They ain’t cheap but they’re easy to find
Get on the highway point yourself my way
Take a roller coaster that comes in sideways
Just get to me – yeah

Go on hitch a ride on the back
of a butterfly
There’s no better way to fly
To get to me
I look around at what I got
And without you, it ain’t a lot
But I got every, with you, everything

Maybe you could pollinate over the Golden Gate
Take a left hand turn at the corner of Haight
And then a sharp right
At the first street light
And get yourself on a motor bike
And if you think you’ll get stuck in a traffic jam
That’s fine, send yourself through a telephone line
It doesn’t matter how you get to me
Just get to me

Cause after every day
The wind blows the night time my way
And I imagine that you are
Above me like a star
And you keep on glowing
And you keep on showing me the way
Shine shine shine