Chris Mills - Don't Be Crushed Lyrics
You're where all the poets goYou're where all the ashes flowYou're the kind of makerThat makes the whole world come trueAnd, baby, she's inside me nowI made her a place to settle downIt's warm in there, she likes the soundIt's twenty minutes out of townAirline water breaking fastIn New York City, low on cashAnother week and you'll be backAnd you'll be saying "home at last"But don't act brokenEven if you're brokenIt's just one of those thingsThank God you're timelessBecause my watch got stolenIt's the good stuff you bring to meDon't be crushedThe city will always bug you, babeI know for me it does the sameIt just looks better from inside a planeThat's headed toward another placeSo turn and blow me one last kissYou're a dead-eye, baby, you just never missThere ain't that much as sweet as thisI waved so hard I broke my wristBut don't act brokenEven when you're broken