Lyrics: Marching Bands Of Manhattan

If I could open my arms,
and span the length of the isle of Manhattan.
I'd bring it to where you are,
Making a lake of the East River and Hudson.
If I could open my mouth,
wide enough for a marching band to march out.
They would make your name sing,
and bend through alleys and bounce off all the buildings.

I wish we could open our eyes,
To see in all directions at the same time.
Oh what a beautiful view,
If you were never aware of what was around you.
And it is true what you say,
That i live like a hermit in my own head.
But when the sun shines again,
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in.

Chorus:
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole.
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound.
But while you debate half empty or half full,
it slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.

Chorus[4x]

Your love gonna drown [5x]
Your love is gonna...