Jesse Malin - NY Nights lyrics

When my high top sneakers hit the ground On the run from heavens' hand me downs I want to see your face When I fall from grace, baby Hold me close in the New York night A holy ghost or a satellite And promise me it will be okay 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, baby Hold me close in the New York night A holy ghost or a satellite And promise me it will be okay Your mother dreamed of a better day And if you ever change your mind I'd feel a lot better Looking for the perfect crime Or 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 Hold me close in the New York night A holy ghost or a satellite And promise me it will be okay Your mother dreamed of a better day and Hold me close in the New York night Be my ghost, be my satellite And promise me it will be okay When we touch down at JFK Lal, lal, la, la, la Lal, lal, la, la, la Lal, lal, la, la, la Lal, lal, la, la, la Lal, lal, la, la, la