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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 of'en mingled with pain
Dreamers with empty hands
May sigh for exotic lands
Autumn in New York
It's good to live it again
Dreamers with empty hands
May sigh for exotic lands
Autumn in New York
It's good to live it again