All the Way from New York - Wilson Phillips

I’m gonna ask you for something, and it may sound like a lot.

I’ve never really asked you for anything, no.

We’ve always lived so far apart

Would you fly all the way from New York to see me?

Could you fly all the way to stand here next to me?

I didn’t think so

But here you are with me.

I was hanging on to nothing as a child.

And my brother, he used to slam into walls

Everyone called him wild

Yes it’s been a while since I’ve had a day,

Where I don’t wish away all the fear, all the fear

That’s why it’s so hard to ask

Thank you for coming.

You’ll never know what it means (ah.ah)

'Cause no one ever cared enough about you

How were you supposed to know what I need

You’ll never know what it means

But thank you for coming.