Chelsea - Counting Crows

I never go to new york city these days

Something about the buildings in chelsea just kills me Maybe in a month or two,

Maybe when things are different for me,

Maybe when things are different for you

You know all of this shit, just sticks in my head

Is there anything different these days?

The light in her eyes goes out

I never had light in my eyes anyways

Maybe things are different these days

Its good for everybody to hurt somebody once in a while

The things I do to people I love shouldnt be allowed

Something about the buildings in chelsea just kills me Something about the buildings in chelsea just kills me Is there anything different these days?

The light in her eyes goes out,

I never had light in my eyes anyways

Maybe things are different these days

I dream Im in new york city some nights.

Angels flow down from all the buildings

Something about an angel just kills me I keep hoping something will

Is there anything different these days?

The light in her eyes goes out,

I never had light in my eyes anyways

Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe

Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe maybe things are different,

Maybe things are different these days

The light goes out

I never had light in my eyes anyways

Maybe things are different… these days.