Manhattan Day

Sweet, Sweet, Sweet, I wan't you to eat.

Keep trying to hide, there's nothing so blind...

You're life is to big, it's all over you, so come out and eat, why won't you?

Your sad grey eyes, remind me of rain in my Manhattan tray...

Make my sun shine today, so eat, right away...

I try not to cry, but your tears blend in mine.

So, please, tell me, isn't life worth a try?


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