autumn in new york,
why does it seem so inviting?
autumn in new york,
it spells the thrill of first-nighting.
glittering crowds and shimmering clouds,
in canyons of steel,
they're making me feel i'm home.
it's autumn in new york,
that brings the promise of new love,
autumn in new york
is often mingled with pain.
dreamers with empty hands
they sigh for exotic lands.
autumn in new york,
it's good to live it again.
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