Along Comes Love (feat. Giovanni Bonaventura, Wendi Bergamini & Kristine Covillo) - Colton Ryan, Anna Uzele & Original Broadway Cast of New York, New York

I've been driving around following your car You might try to run but you're never far They call me crazy, I call it love (I call it love) Intoxicated by everything you've got It's turning me to something that I'm not You call me crazy, I call it love (I call it love) Please, I can be what you need when you're alone and sleeping tight I'll be under your bed, you'll be inside my head You won't be harmed (you won't be harmed) So darling please, now I've been on my knees, I'm crawling closer now I'll be outside your window, keeping you safe and war-ar-arm (Keep you warm, keep you warm) When I saw your picture I got upset You're smiling having fun without me there How could you forget me and fall in love? (and fall in love) You left me with no choice on what to do (what to do) Babe, it ain't my fault I'm obsessed with you You call me crazy, I call it love Please, I can be what you need when you're alone and sleeping tight I'll be under your bed, you'll be inside my head You won't be harmed (you won't be harmed) So darling please, now I've been on my knees, I'm crawling closer now I'll be outside your window, keeping you safe and war-ar-arm Wherever you go (keep you safe) Wherever you go (keep you safe) Wherever you go I'll keep you safe and war-ar-arm (keep you safe) Wherever you go (wherever you go) Wherever you go (wherever you go) And I can't get you off my mind

Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely Someone calls on me And every now and then I spend my time at rhyme and verse And curse those faults in me And then along comes Mary And does she want to give me kicks, and be my steady chick And give me pick of memories Or maybe rather gather tales from the fails and tribulations No one ever sees When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks Whose sickness is the games they play And when the masquerade is played and neighbor folks make jokes At who is most to blame today And then along comes Mary And does she want to set them free, and let them see reality From where she got her name And will they struggle much, when told that such a tender touch of hers Will make them not the same When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch And when the morning of the warning's passed, the gassed and flaccid kids Are flung across the stars The psychodramas and the traumas gone The songs are left unsung and hung upon the scars And then along comes Mary And does she want to see the stains, the dead remains of all the pains She left the night before Or will their waking eyes, reflect the lies, and make them realize Their urgent cry for sight no more When we met I was sure out to lunch Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch Sweet as the punch!

Well, I shuffled through the city on the 4th of July I had a firecracker waiting to blow Breakin' like a robber who was makin' his way To the cities of Mexico Lived in an apartment out on Avenue A I had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th Had myself a lover who was finer than gold But I've been broken up and busted up since And love don't play any games with me Anymore like she did before The world won't wait, so I better shake That thing right out there through the door Hell, I still love you, New York Found myself a picture that would fit in the folds Of my wallet and it stayed pretty good Still amazed I didn't lose it on the roof of the place When I was drunk and I was thinking of you Every day the children they were singing their tune Out on the streets and you could hear from inside Used to take the subway up to Houston and 3rd I would wait for you and I'd try to hide And love won't play any games with you Anymore if you don't want 'em to The world won't wait and I watched you shake But honey, I don't blame you Hell, I still love you, New York Hell, I still love you, New York New York I remember Christmas in the blistering cold In a church on the upper west side Babe, I stood their singing, I was holding your arm You were holding my trust like a child Found a lot of trouble out on Avenue B But I tried to keep the overhead low Farewell to the city and the love of my life At least we left before we had to go And love won't play any games with you Anymore if you want 'em to So we better shake this old thing out the door I'll always be thinkin' of you I'll always love you though New York I'll always love you though New York, New York, New York