"West 45th" as written by Karl Stephen Smith and Peter Ronald Cohen....
Because the fog was low
And the streets were meeting arms
I've been beaten
Now I'm not leaving home

And in the second was rain
She is walking but I'm no-one
I feel January's here and with me again

Cause I'm a waste of arms
And you were wasting time
In my head you were better
I was wrong to scurry behind

So bring her safely home
There may be muscles now swallowing with her
Cause I'll be waking up waking up cold
Cause I've been waking up waking up cold and alone

Put on a locket and say
Put on a locket and bring this wine
All of this evening it seemed like a waste of time

And in the second you came
Bored and believing he seized your name
I feel January's here and talking again

Cause there was something more
And you were talking blind
Cause this water was red
I was blacked out and needed a shine

So bring her name to your door
Throw the flowers well over the threshold
Cause I'll be walking out, walking out now
Cause I'll be walking out, walking out now
For sure

So bring her safely home
There may be muscles now swallowing with her
Cause I'll be waking up waking up cold
Cause I've been waking up waking up cold and alone


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"West 45th" as written by Peter Ronald Cohen Karl Stephen Smith

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