Six months of separation And you never laugh when I call anymore The sound of your voice echoes in my head Like I was dead but not in heaven All the fancy places we used to go
How far away Like I dream I used to know And so you wonder why I cry And so you wonder why I cry
Six hours flying home And there is no hand here to greet me
Only the voice of the baggage carousel is the only sound that meets me Staring out the window on the ride home
Faces looking at me like they know that I'm alone And so you wonder why I cry Wonder, wonder And so you wonder why I cry
Six years in New York city And I'm back on the block where I say I'm living The neighbors I know by face they don't know me I never meet them to begin with Opening my door down on President Remembering all the post cards I wrote but never sent And so you wonder why I cry Wonder, wonder And so you wonder why I cry
Six years in New York city Six years in New York city Six years in New York city And I wonder