driving down, old new york
doing things, ive never done before
trusting you, thats for sure

do you know how to fly,
then take my hand and ill get you high
fly with me, fly with me, fly with me
and we'll fly so high, you and i

apperitions of you fill my mind,
ghostly visions, of many different kinds
haunting me, in my mind

loneliness, is my only friend
he's always there, times thick or thin
and he's jealous of you again