You Hold My Love New York!

I meet you on the subway
Less of what I planned in my head
But then again
Hate myself
Full of doubt
On the edge
I swear I'll make it home okay
But If you want to follow me
That’s alright
It's alright

You leave your ego at the door
I leave my clothes on your floor
We leave each other wanting more

Home's a place it’s not a state of mind
And you're mine
I used to exploit it all the time
At night
When I wanted you
And now you want me too

I've been hurt too many times to count
Half of which is my fault for being caught in a cloud
There's no reason for one now

You leave your ego at the door
I leave my clothes on your floor
We leave each other wanting more

Home's a place it's not a state of mind
And you're mine
I used exploit it all the time
At night
When I wanted you
And now you want me too

In my dreams on the plane
I get home stay up late
Play records till I'm bored
Wait for you at the door
Wanted this since sophomore

Home’s a place it’s not a state of mind
And you're mine
I used exploit it all the time
At night
When I wanted you
And now you want me too

You leave your ego at the door
I leave my clothes on your floor
We leave each other wanting more