Damien Dempsey Apple of My Eye Lyrics

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Flying o'r the sea,
My guitar and me.
Thirty thousand feet,
What a brilliant feat.

Go west, don't go east,
A famine or a feast.
We're treated better there,
A homeless one is rare.

I feel,
The city's lure.
The apple of my eye,
I cherish her.

Everybody's here,
From all across the earth,
Tongues and tribes galore,
There isn't any war.

New York, New York, I'm comin'
New York, New York, I'm comin'
New York, New York, I'm comin'
New York, New York, I'm comin.
Seize the Day Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Negative Vibes
  • 2 Ghosts of Overdoses
  • 3 It's All Good
  • 4 Factories
  • 5 Jar Song
  • 6 Celtic Tiger
  • 7 Apple of My Eye
  • 8 Industrial School
  • 9 Great Gaels of Ireland
  • 10 Marching Season Siege / Seize the Day


  • Written by: Damien Jude Patrick Dempsey
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