Jesse Malin - NY Nights Lyrics

When my high top sneakers hit the ground
On the run from Heaven's hand me downs
I want to see your face
When I fall from grace

[Chorus]
Hold me close in the New York night
A holy ghost or a Satellite
Promise me it will be OK
Your mother dreamed of a better day

Storefront gypsies laying Tarot cards
On my TV they're still playing God
I'm sick of politricks
I need another kiss

[Chorus]

If you ever change your mind
I'd feel a lot better
Looking for the perfect crime
Giving up, never baby no

>From the desert to this love stained town
I still find comfort in the underground
It's written in my soul
It's unconditional baby

[Chorus]

Hold me close in the New York night
A holy ghost or a Satellite
Promise me it will be OK
When we touch down at JFK