To New York with Love

Even if it ain’t all it seems, 

I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby, I'm from New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do

The future is scary, but you just can't run back to the past because it is familiar. Yes, it is tempting but it's a mistake.

To Fly

Feet... why do I need them if I have wings to fly?