Ghost Town

When you can search the streets of Nashville and not hear a faint guitar
On that day, I will still hold you in my heart
When Christ has made the seers blind and time has left its mark
I will still want everything you are
When the Brooklyn Bridge has sunken in and the end has reached its start
I won’t be scared ‘cause I’ve been through the hardest part
When New York becomes a ghost town
And all our friends are done filing out
I’ll be stuck in this apartment until you finally come around
Test my patience, I’ll be waiting
Roll your yes and have your doubts
But I’ll be right hre
When New York becomes a ghost town
When you can keep on screaming fire and there’s no one left to run
I’ll be sitting still as my time comes
When the sun dries out the sea and turns a hurricane into a gentle breeze
I’ll be waiting here for someone
When the reaper calls and darkness falls on the crowds that roam Paris
Darling, you will be the light I see
When New York becomes a ghost town
And all our friends are done filing out
I’ll be stuck in this apartment until you finally come around
Test my patience, I’ll be waiting
Roll your eyes and have your doubts
But I’ll be right here
When New York becomes a ghost town
Nobody’s going to pull me past the stop sign on this street
I’ll be tethered to this block through hellfire and a million armies
If you should ever come looking, I’ll be right here where you left me
When New York becomes a ghost town
When New York becomes a ghost town
When New York becomes a ghost town
And all our friends are done filing out
I’ll be stuck in this apartment until you finally come around
Test my patience, I’ll be waiting
Roll your eyes and have your doubts
But I’ll be right here
When New York becomes a ghost town
When New York becomes a ghost town