If you were here beside me instead of in New York
 If the curve of you was curved on me
 I’d tell you that I loved you before I even knew you
 'Cause I loved the simple thought of you
 If our hearts are never broken and there’s no joy in the mending
 There’s so much this hurt can teach us both
 And there’s distance and there’s silence, your words have never left me
 They’re the prayer that I say every day

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 The lone neon lights and the heat of the ocean
 And the fire that was starting to spark
 I miss it all, from the love to the lightning
 And the lack of it snaps, me in two

 If you were here beside me instead of in New York
 Of the arms you said you'd never leave
 I'd tell you that it's simple and it was only ever thus
 There is nowhere else that I belong

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 The lone neon lights and the heat of the ocean
 And the fire that was starting to spark
 I miss it all from the love to the lightning
 And the lack of it snaps, me in two
 Just give me a sign, there’s an end with a beginning
 To the quiet chaos driving me back
 The lone neon lights and the warmth of the ocean
 And the fire that was starting to go out