We could spend the whole night
In the privacy
Like paper dolls
Always late to sleep
Lying here watching the day go by
In the living room
Within New York City's walls
I am waking up in her bed
Kiss goodnight
Try each other on
And we can hold hands
Having stupid conversations
Late to rise
And we can go home wondering
What would it be like if
I sing 1st Avenue, the open window said
We can try
If I did not have a boyfriend
Just to hear themselves talk
We can kiss
I am heading for the kitchen
There are people on the carpet
And I am drifting through