New York City norah jones I can t remember what I planned tomorrow I can t remember when it s time to go When I look in the mirror Tracing lines with a pencil I remember what came before I wanted to think there was endless love Until I saw the light dim in your eyes In the dead of the night I found out Sometimes there s love that won t survive New York City Such a beautiful disease New York City Such a beautiful Such a beautiful disease Laura kept all her disappoint编辑于2004/12/20更新