Thea Gilmore - December In New York lyrics

Friday's humming summer And the whiskey sun is running out the night sky I am here watching your form Slowly pacing in the dawn as all the stars die Yeah you're like a hit, you are tailored just to fit the changing season Baby, what is this? We are two star crossed bits of an equation Is it that you're shining? Is it your endgame talk? You're like a suntan in November Or December in New York I will tune in to the radio To hear some guy on some show sing like chocolate No its not my job to be sentimental Yeah, I swear it was accidental it just turned out like that Is it that you're shining? Is it your endgame talk? You're like a suntan in November Or December in New York December in New York I know I should be spitting bitter Just for interest it's more fitting for a girl like me But I am standing here Amid politics and tears and I'm shouting loudly And the dustcart is slugging Its way around the corner in the morning And if you listen close You'll hear the fairylights and smoke of the East Coast calling Is it that you're shining? Is it your endgame talk? You're like a suntan in November Or December in New York December in New York December in New York