Текст Rodney Crowell – Christmas In New York

That Christmas in New York, Mayflower Hotel
When we first got together I didn’t know you well
With popcorn and paper, we trimmed us a tree
That Christmas in New York, it was just you and me

Oh, what a night
Oh, what a day

That Christmas in LA, the Santa Ana wind
Drunk and disordered was the shape we’d gotten in
Eat, drink and be merry, tomorrow you’ll cry
When it’s Christmas in LA, let sleeping dogs lie

On through the night
On through the day

The thing that I could never quite put my finger on
Before we both got started it was already gone
Was it something in our nature, kept us looking for the worst?
Only three feet from the well and we’d both rather die of thirst

There’s one thing I can count on but never understand
The way that I remember you I’d do it all again
In spite of burned out bridges that we can’t get back across
There’s something at the heart of what we had I’ve never lost

It’s Christmas in New York, and wouldn’t you know?
The Gramercy Park Hotel neither had a foot of snow
It’s your kind of weather that time of year
It’s Christmas in New York and I wish you were here

Just for one night
Just for one day
Just for one night
Just for one day
Just for one night
Just for one day