Song | Manhattan Skyline |
Artist | Julia Fordham |
Album | The Julia Fordham Collection |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
What chance did I stand? How could I resist? | |
Your American arms and your French kiss | |
From New York to London, London to New York | |
With this broken heart so British | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the Manhattan skyline | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the fragments of my mind | |
My mind my mind | |
New York to London...yeah | |
Now our love is lying like some troubled land | |
Now you are my Ireland, and I'm your 'Nam | |
From New York to London, London to New York | |
With this broken heart so British | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the Manhattan skyline | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the fragments of my mind | |
My mind my mind | |
I should cry more tears for Israel | |
Instead of dwelling in my own hell | |
And my love and my world's plight | |
They're still giving me sleepless nights | |
What chance did I stand? How could I resist? | |
Now this broken this broken this broken heart... | |
So British | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the Manhattan skyline | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the fragments of my mind | |
(Repeat chorus; ad lib to fade) |
What chance did I stand? How could I resist? | |
Your American arms and your French kiss | |
From New York to London, London to New York | |
With this broken heart so British | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the Manhattan skyline | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the fragments of my mind | |
My mind my mind | |
New York to London... yeah | |
Now our love is lying like some troubled land | |
Now you are my Ireland, and I' m your ' Nam | |
From New York to London, London to New York | |
With this broken heart so British | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the Manhattan skyline | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the fragments of my mind | |
My mind my mind | |
I should cry more tears for Israel | |
Instead of dwelling in my own hell | |
And my love and my world' s plight | |
They' re still giving me sleepless nights | |
What chance did I stand? How could I resist? | |
Now this broken this broken this broken heart... | |
So British | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the Manhattan skyline | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the fragments of my mind | |
Repeat chorus ad lib to fade |
What chance did I stand? How could I resist? | |
Your American arms and your French kiss | |
From New York to London, London to New York | |
With this broken heart so British | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the Manhattan skyline | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the fragments of my mind | |
My mind my mind | |
New York to London... yeah | |
Now our love is lying like some troubled land | |
Now you are my Ireland, and I' m your ' Nam | |
From New York to London, London to New York | |
With this broken heart so British | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the Manhattan skyline | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the fragments of my mind | |
My mind my mind | |
I should cry more tears for Israel | |
Instead of dwelling in my own hell | |
And my love and my world' s plight | |
They' re still giving me sleepless nights | |
What chance did I stand? How could I resist? | |
Now this broken this broken this broken heart... | |
So British | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the Manhattan skyline | |
Ooh ooh yeah yeah | |
As broken as the fragments of my mind | |
Repeat chorus ad lib to fade |