I was in New York for the summer
And was it any wonder
I could not find you there
Though I still care
I was running from the weather
When I saw you with Heather 
And the flowers grew from her hair
And I swear I don’t care
And won’t be the one to split you up
Though I don’t think it’s my kind of love
I love being free
And if you were with me
I wouldn’t hang on your arm
Like you’re gonna save me from harm
I would stand proud and true
And be the one supporting you
To be the man that you are
I would pick you up in my car
And drive you to the places that you love
Let you choose the music that the glove
Fits just right 
And in the night 
We could make songs of our own 
Like a symphony I’ve never known 
Til I met it in us
And I trust 
You like family 
Though in terms of contact there isn’t any
And we have miles of water under the bridge
But I still find what is
To be
Free
Quintessentially 
And I thought that when I found the city I would find
My own peace of mind
Coz I’d longed to be there for so long
But I couldn’t have been more wrong
Coz I’m an ocean away
And something of us still stay
And I call your name, you’re asleep
I can see your frame and I keep
Whispering into your ear
Wake up, my dear