Good Kind of Blue

Left my life for New York City
Guess the skylines, they were calling out for me
Sleepless nights, restless mind so dizzy
But for the first time, I was finally set free
I guess that I was really searching
Through crowded sidewalks and restless tattoos
Were all the traffic lights for learning?
Well do you stop for reds just to learn to sing the blues?
I still miss all the city lights
And getting lost between the streets and avenues
I still feel the cold, city nights
Never felt so alone but that led me to you
And that’s the good kind of blue
Seems that everybody’s searching
For all the answers that are blowing in the clues
Well this life, it never gives you destinations
It just changes based on what you choose to do
I still miss all the city lights
And getting lost between the streets and avenues
I still feel the cold, city nights
Never felt so alone but that led me to you
And that’s the good kind of blue