Six months of separation
And you never laugh when I call anymore
The sound of your voice echoes in my head
Like I was dead but not in heaven
All the fancy places we used to go
All far away like a dream I used to know
And so you wonder why I cry
And so you wonder why I cry
Six hours flying home
And there's no warm hand there to meet me
Only the sound of baggage carousel
Is the only sound that greets me
Staring out the window on the ride home
Faces stare at me as if they know I am alone
And so you wonder why I cry
Wonder wonder set you wonder why I cry
Six years in New York City
And I'm back on the block where I say i'm living
The neighbors I know by face they don't know me
I never met them to begin with
Opening the door down on president
Remembering all the postcards that I wrote but never sent
And so you wonder why I cry
Wonder wonder set you wonder why I cry
Six years in New York City
Six years in New York City
Six years in New York City
Six years in New York City
And I wonder
