IRC-Galleria

...And looking down from my hotel
These dawn lit streets begin to fill
With memories of you and I

On a New York City night
On a New York City night

I shake my head to clear the sounds
The traffic horns, the growing crowd
Sun awaking over Central Park

Still it creeps beneath my skin
All of these heartbeats in the din
With concrete dreams stirring to life

On a New York City night
On a New York City night...