Goodbye, Midtown

It’s so cold in midtown today
I know the trains are running late
They run so late
When all you need is to be on time
And baby believe me
I am always running late

I’m not sure I’ll make it in today
These covers are so warm
I don’t think I even want to try today
Because honestly, what’s the point?

I can hear that cold November wind
And I don’t ever want to move
Don’t make me leave this place today
I just can’t make it in

It’s a good day for coffee
It’s a good day for a cry
It’s a good day for dreaming about how I’m going to get by
Summer is gone and I’m still here
Winter is coming on strong
And I wonder if I’ll ever move on

But for now I’ll bury my head
My heart and my mind
Because those trains aren’t ever running on time.