First Snow on Brooklyn Lyrics

I flew in on the evening plane
Is it such a good idea that I′m here again?
And I could cut my cold breath with a knife
And taste the winter of another life
A yellow cab from JFK, the long way round
I didn't mind, it gave me thinking time before I ran aground
On rocky memories and choking tears
I believe it only rained ′round here these thirty years

Now it's the first snow on Brooklyn
And my cold feet are drumming
You don't see me in the shadows
From your cozy window frame

And last night who was in your parlor
Wrapping presents in the late hour?
The place upon your pillow has the morning came
The thin wind stings my face, full collar up
I could murder coffee in a grande cup
No welcome deli, there′s no Starbucks here
A dime for a quick phone call could cost me dear

And the first snow on Brooklyn
Makes a Christmas card upon the pavement
The cab leaves a disappearing trace, then it′s gone
And the snow covers the footprints
Deep regrets and heavy heartbeats
When you wake you'll never see the spot I was standing on

I flew in on the evening plane
Is it such a good idea that I′m here again?
And I could cut my cold breath with a knife
And taste the winter of another life

Now it's the first snow on Brooklyn
And my cold feet are drumming
You don′t see me in the shadows
From your cozy window frame
And last night who was in your parlor
Wrapping presents in the late hour?
The place upon your pillow has the morning came

Some things are best forgotten
Some are better half remembered
I just thought that I might be there
Wonder on your Christmas night

And the first snow on Brooklyn
Makes a lonely road to travel
Cold crunch steps that echo as the blizzard bites