Chelsea
I never go to New York City these days
Something about the buildings in Chelsea just kills me
Maybe in a month or two,
Maybe when things are different for me,
Maybe when things are different for you
You know all of this shit, just sticks in my head
Is there anything different these days?
The light in her eyes goes out
I never had light in my eyes anyway
Maybe things are different these days
It's good for everybody to hurt somebody once in a while
The things I do to people I love shouldn't be allowed
Something about the buildings in Chelsea just kills me
Something about the buildings in Chelsea just kills me
Is there anything different these days?
The light in her eyes goes out,
I never had light in my eyes anyway
Maybe things are different these days
I dream I'm in New York City some nights.
Angels flow down from all the buildings
Something about an angel just kills me
I keep hoping something will
Is there anything different these days?
The light in her eyes goes out,
I never had light in my eyes anyway
Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe
Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe
Maybe things are different,
Maybe things are different these days
The light goes out
I never had light in my eyes anyway
Maybe things are different ......these days.
Chelsea
Eu nunca vou pra Nova York esses dias
Algo nos prédios de Chelsea simplesmente me mata
Talvez em um mês ou dois,
Talvez quando as coisas mudarem pra mim,
Talvez quando as coisas mudarem pra você
Você sabe que toda essa merda só fica na minha cabeça
Tem algo diferente esses dias?
A luz nos olhos dela se apaga
Eu nunca tive luz nos meus olhos de qualquer jeito
Talvez as coisas estejam diferentes esses dias
É bom pra todo mundo machucar alguém de vez em quando
As coisas que eu faço com as pessoas que amo não deveriam ser permitidas
Algo nos prédios de Chelsea simplesmente me mata
Algo nos prédios de Chelsea simplesmente me mata
Tem algo diferente esses dias?
A luz nos olhos dela se apaga,
Eu nunca tive luz nos meus olhos de qualquer jeito
Talvez as coisas estejam diferentes esses dias
Eu sonho que estou em Nova York algumas noites.
Anjos descem de todos os prédios
Algo sobre um anjo simplesmente me mata
Eu continuo esperando que algo aconteça
Tem algo diferente esses dias?
A luz nos olhos dela se apaga,
Eu nunca tive luz nos meus olhos de qualquer jeito
Talvez as coisas estejam, talvez talvez talvez
Talvez as coisas estejam, talvez talvez talvez
Talvez as coisas estejam diferentes,
Talvez as coisas estejam diferentes esses dias
A luz se apaga
Eu nunca tive luz nos meus olhos de qualquer jeito
Talvez as coisas estejam diferentes ......esses dias.
Composição: Adam Duritz / Charlie Gillingham / David Bryson / Matt Malley