New York's Not For Me

It’s not the way that you held me tenderly
It’s more the way you talked to me
When our eyes seemed to meet across a sea
So wide, I saw eternity

New York’s not for me
Not the place I’d choose to be
They move too fast, and the cold gets to me
Will you take me back? I miss you, terribly

I think of you when I’m sittin’ up at night
And of the letter I should write
Gazing out, at the blinkin’ neon signs
Teardrops fall, lonely candlelight

I’d board the next airplane to Santa Barbara
Where ocean air blows through the trees
On the beach underneath your umbrella
Back in love, living by the sea