Written, recorded, filmed, edited all in the month of June 2018 by Morgan Weidinger. Lyrics:

How will I hide my eyes for you?
Down the hall the kettle sqeals
Golden silk sheets in a golden room
My golden hour eyes for you

4 o'clock coffee and a cigarette
Where 59th St turns into a bridge
Have we still plans to meet at the Frick?
If so, I'll keel myself out of bed

Cotton candy lie under a cotton candy sky
As you fuss with the key to your room
And graduate from street to the stoop
I will walk up Park Avenue
Wondering how I'll hide my eyes for you

The glow of a streetlight from green to red
On your face at 3AM
Spinning threads of gold laying on my bed
With your legs bent of the edge

How will you hide those eyes for me?
When the walls are listening
We will be standing on a vacuumed tier
Under the luster of an old chandelier

Cotton candy lie under a cotton candy sky
As you fuss with the key to your room
And graduate from street to the stoop
I will walk up Park Avenue
Wondering how I'll hide my eyes for you