Six months of separation
And you never laugh when I call anymore
The sound of your voice echoes in my head
Like I was dead but not in heaven
All the fancy places we used to go

How far away
Like I dream I used to know
And so you wonder why I cry
And so you wonder why I cry

Six hours flying home
And there is no hand here to greet me

Only the voice of the baggage carousel is the only sound that meets me
Staring out the window on the ride home

Faces looking at me like they know that I'm alone
And so you wonder why I cry
Wonder, wonder
And so you wonder why I cry

Six years in New York city
And I'm back on the block where I say I'm living
The neighbors I know by face they don't know me
I never meet them to begin with
Opening my door down on President
Remembering all the post cards I wrote but never sent
And so you wonder why I cry
Wonder, wonder
And so you wonder why I cry

Six years in New York city
Six years in New York city
Six years in New York city
And I wonder