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; Theyâre making me feel: Iâm home.
Itâs autumn in New York that brings the promise of new love. Autumn in New York is often mingled with pain. Dreamers with empty hands may sigh for exotic lands; Itâs autumn in New York; Itâs good to live it again.
Itâs autumn in New York transforms the slums into Mayfair Autumn in New York, youâll need no castle in Spain Lovers that bless the dark On benches in Central Park Greet autumn in New York, Itâs good to live it again