New York Video (MV)

I don't believe in the heart
And I don't believe in the art of love
But I don't want to be the last in line
And I don't want to die before my time

Yes and I can't read poetry aloud
And I never wanted to see the crowd
And I never lived in New York

You try to read in the dark
And you notice wind in the park
And you always stop to say a prayer
And you never wonder if He's still there

Yes and you know the things to ask me for
And you want to make me something more
And you always lived in New York

I don't want to go to school
And I don't want to end up a fool, like you
But I don't want to have a heart of stone
And I don't want to end up all alone

Yes and I want to marry you
And I want to have kids too
And I want to live in New York