End of Fashion Follow

I’m on the outside looking in at the still life

A force of habit
A state of mind
If we agree on anything I hope it's that we still want the good life
A change of habit
A change of clothes

Remember when we got caught stealing
Remember when we had that feeling all the time
And remember in New York City
You asked me "Do you think I’m pretty now" all the time
All the time

You're far away, far away

I’m on the corner checking out all the blue steel
A force of habit
A change of heart
The sun rarely sees me and I’m running around at night
And I’m running around to find I’ve heard this before

Remember when we got caught stealing
Remember when we had that feeling all the time
And remember in New York City
You asked me "Do you think I’m pretty now" all the time
All the time

You're far away, you are so far away

And in the end we're standing on different streets
But in the end we know what we believe
Remember?

Remember in New York City
You asked me "Do you think I’m pretty now" all the time
And remember when we got stealing
I wish I could have that feeling all the time
And remember in the Garden of Eden
We thought we could have this freedom all our lives
Or just one more time

Lean on me

Now you're far away, you are so far away
You're far away, you are so far away