My friend Lille introduced me to Leona Naess’s music a couple of years ago. Her songs are mainstays on my iTunes playlist: Sunny Sunday, I Tried To Rock You But You Only Roll, and of courseβ€”Charm Attack (“Oh with your gorgeous grin/ You have the world sucked in/ Believing in everything you saaaayy…/ Watch out, he’ll charm you.” That was probably my 2003 anthem!).

Earlier she shared a Blip.fm link to New York Baby that somehow got lost in my music library; it’s the first time I’ve heard it again in years. Only now, its lyrics hit so close to home and it’s painful to listen to:

Well the heat has fallen down
All across this desolate town
And the concrete jungle is dead
As I lie here in my bed
And I’ll stand here till the fall
And ignore the summer’s call

You know what they say

New York, baby is no place to be
When you’re standing alone
I’m no one’s baby, I’m no one’s girl
Come home, baby come home

Well the city she throws and throws
While the restless collect sand through their toes
And you try to get from A to B
Spend your weekends by the sea
But I’m just waiting for you
Yeah, I’m just waiting for you

You know what they say

New York, baby is no place to be
When you’re standing alone
I’m no one’s baby, I’m no one’s girl
Come home, baby come home

New York, baby
They all landing, by the sun
Step in oh God, everyone
All I’m trying is waiting for you
Yeah, I’m just waiting for you

New York, baby is no place to be
When you’re standing alone
I’m no one’s baby, I’m no one’s girl
Come home, baby come home

New York, baby
New York, baby
New York, baby

I’m coming home, someday
I’m coming home, someday
I’m coming home

So THAT my friends, is why I’m still dragging my feet and buying time in a sunnier place away from the city.

To listen to the song, click here.

(Photo courtesy of Yahoo! Music. Β© EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC. Β© MESSY NAESS PUBLISHING. Lyrics provided by Gracenote)