Текст песни
Through a maze of yellow cabs in New York City
Passed a guy who's trying to hustle you for bread
42nd Street, I know they all told me "keep away"
But I had to see it sometime
Make my own mind up, you know
Now, I think I've seen enough
It's time to go
It's a cool night in Manhattan, I'm still walking
And the gates of Central Park lie up ahead
Mustn't wander through alone
It's not nice there anymore
Is it really all that violent?
Is there much in what they say?
Found a baseball here but there's no place to play
I threw it up in the sky, let out a desperate cry
New York City, who am I?
But no one hears when I call
I never felt so small
New York City, who am I?
On the surface, underground
They may rip you up but never pull you down
There'a a black haze floating down the Hudson River
There's a dark cloud hanging up there in the sky
And a million souls out seeking for a place to lay their heads
Is it really so important?
Am I wrong to write this song?
Has it all been said before about this city?
Just then I opened my eyes
I can't believe the size
New York City, who am I?
You still got life in the edge
You'll be alive when I'm dead
New York City, who am I?
There's nostalgia here I know
How I wish I'd been around to watch it grow
Just then I opened my eyes
I can't believe the size
New York City, who am I?
You still got life in the edge
You'll be alive when I'm dead
New York City, who am I?
There's a thousand tales to tell
Of the happiness and hell you shelter here
Just then I opened my eyes
I can't believe the size
New York City, who am I?
You still got life in the edge
You'll be alive when I'm dead
New York City, who am I?