I've come too far to turn back
Way too close to let go
Bought my ticket for the train
The quiet car rattles on again
They say it's nothing but hard work
And I'm going to New York
Some days I start to miss the grass
At 21 I feel too old
Like the man behind the curtain
Of unknowns I can't be certain
The Garden State's behind me
She'll always be in the rearview
With Chelsea now beneath my feet
Who am I on this street
You couldn't possibly know yet
It's way too soon to call
Can't wait for the bell to chime
I decide my fate this time
The Garden State's behind me
She'll always be in the rearview
With Chelsea now beneath my feet
Who am I on this street
They say it's nothin' but hard work
And I'm going to New York
Abbie Griffin - Chelsea (Live from Onie's House) Lyrics
Abbie Griffin - Chelsea (Live from Onie's House) Lyrics
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I've come too far to turn back
Way too close to let go
Bought my ticket for the train
The quiet car rattles on again
They say it's nothing but hard work
And I'm going to New York
Some days I start to miss the grass
At 21 I feel too old
Like the man behind the curtain
Of unknowns I can't be certain
The Garden State's behind me
She'll always be in the rearview
With Chelsea now beneath my feet
Who am I on this street
You couldn't possibly know yet
It's way too soon to call
Can't wait for the bell to chime
I decide my fate this time
The Garden State's behind me
She'll always be in the rearview
With Chelsea now beneath my feet
Who am I on this street
They say it's nothin' but hard work
And I'm going to New York
Way too close to let go
Bought my ticket for the train
The quiet car rattles on again
They say it's nothing but hard work
And I'm going to New York
Some days I start to miss the grass
At 21 I feel too old
Like the man behind the curtain
Of unknowns I can't be certain
The Garden State's behind me
She'll always be in the rearview
With Chelsea now beneath my feet
Who am I on this street
You couldn't possibly know yet
It's way too soon to call
Can't wait for the bell to chime
I decide my fate this time
The Garden State's behind me
She'll always be in the rearview
With Chelsea now beneath my feet
Who am I on this street
They say it's nothin' but hard work
And I'm going to New York
Writer: Abbie Griffin
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