It's been seven years since I've heard from you last
Time just flew by like a film clip
It's been fourteen years since you got on a plane
Left me with nowhere to turn
Now you're feeling all alone
Always on your own in the streets of New York
Picking up your phone
Not knowing who to call
And you're lost in New York
The sweet tale was known
Never a probable one
Against all odds and all reason
But summer night kisses and sun on the rooftops
Proved us this was God's design
Now you're feeling all alone
Always on your own in the streets of New York
Picking up your phone

Not knowing who to call
And you're lost in New York
You are lost in New York
And you're lost in New York
Sweet Catherine, are you okay?
Did New York City give you places to play?
Catherine, do you remember the times
In Copenhagen we shared
With morning rhymes
I'm feeling all alone
Always on my own
In the streets of New York
You're picking up your phone
Not knowing that I'm here
And you're lost in New York
We're feeling all alone
Always on our own
In the streets of New York
We're picking up our phones
But no one makes the call
And we're lost in New York
We are lost in New York
We are lost in New York