Saw you across an East Village rooftop
Knew then the night would be heartache or bliss
Your heart could be far away
But look at the buildings
Aren't we seeing the same thing?
Don't we both feel the raindrops
Our skins might touch
I'm bare-shouldered in the wind
It's this rooftop
Where we're standing
It's the rain
Slamming on windows
It's the wind
Blowing between us
It's your eyes
Flashing in mine
Tell me stories of your past
Let's slide across the Brooklyn Bridge
Go home together
'Cause this is home
'Cause this is home
'Cause this is home
'Cause this is home
--2.1.10
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