4pm in nyc

It was 4pm Running through the streets of New York City Mmm We were holding hands Told me I smelled good and I looked pretty Mmm Just moments before we were sitting in the coffee shop Sipping in the coffee shop Smitten in the coffee shop Wondering why this life keeps passing us by Oh it was 4pm And though it was 4pm The city lit up every time you smiled Taxi cabs Millions of people jumping in and out and in and out Over and over and over and over and over and over Closing tabs Spinning chandeliers Time moving slower Just moments before we were sitting by the bus stop Tripping by the bus stop Kissing by the bus stop Screaming "why?!" into an ember-less sky Oh we were holding hands The city of unrelenting plans But every voice fell silent when you smiled No (Instrumental) Ah, ah Been a year or so Since I took that train to New York City And you'll never know Just how much it meant when you said "pretty" Those moments and more leave me silent by the coffee shop By the coffee shop Still my hearts stops time and time again I'll never know why Everyday, 4pm I think of your smile again The city lit up every time And still I light up every time