New York snow this time of year,

there’s noth ing more (F)beau ti ful to me

ex cept (Eb)for you.

Mak ing my (F)way up town and down,

see ing fa mil iar plac es and fac es

(Abmaj7)in my (Ab6)pile of cof (Eb)fee grounds.

The (Bbsus)days are bet ter, the (Absus2)nights are still so lone

ly.

Some (Bbsus)times I think I’m the (Absus2)on ly cab on the road.

Some (Gm)times I think I’m the (Ab)on ly cab on the road.

Watch ing my (F)breath rise in the sun,

pull ing my self in to mid one,

help less ly feel for my phone and drive a way.

This new (F)rhy thm I pur sue

is just my (F)get ting ov er you,

and (Abmaj7)tell ing my self that I need to.

The

(Absus2)I’m still look ing for a play.

(Eb)No one said that it was fair

to be a lone.

The (Bb)days are bet ter, the (Ab)nights are still so lone

ly.

Some (Bb)times I think I’m the (Ab)on ly cab on the road

The (Gm)days are bet ter, the (Fm)nights are still so lone

ly.

Some times I think I’m the (Ab)on ly cab on (Eb)the road.

Some (Gm)times I think I’m the (Ab)on ly cab on the road.