She’s in her zone again
He’s on his phone with friends
Hooping behind the fence
Walking between streets and lanes
The city’s a map of souls
Crowded with noise and horns
But we’re all just in our worlds
Till we find our mine of gold
Isn’t it lovely
Isn’t it funny
We’re not on the same story
The way we are just livin’ livin’ our lives
The way we are just livin’ livin’ our lives
You see her smile and you see her cry
You see him rage and you see him laugh
We are just livin’ livin’ our lives
We’re just in our own worlds
We’re just in our bubbles
We’re just in our own zones
We’re just in our bubbles
Livin’ in The Big Apple
But we’re just in our own worlds
We’re just in our bubbles