Norah Jones & The Peter 
Malick Group - New York City
Norah Jones - Vídeo Fotos de NY
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 disappointments
Locked up in a box 
behind her closet door
She pulled down the blinds 
and listened to the thunder
No way out from the family store
We all told her 
things could get better
When you just say goodbye
I'll lay awake one more night
Caught in a vision I want to deny
And did I mention 
the note that I found
Taped to my locked front door
It talked about no regrets
As it slipped from my hand 
to the scuffed tile floor
I rode the train for hours on end
Watched the people pass me by
It could be that it has no end
Just an action junkie's lullaby
New York City
Such a beautiful disease
New York City
Such a beautiful
Such a beautiful disease
We were full of the stuff 
that every dream rested
As if floating on 
a lumpy pillow sky
Caught up in the whole illusion
Dreams never pass us by
Came to a tattoed conclusion
That the big one was 
knocking on the door
Started as a mass delusion
Take me far from the place I adore 
New York City
Such a beautiful disease
New York City
You're my beautiful
Such a beautiful disease
Composição: Peter Malick
