Sunday in New York

New York on Sunday

Big city taking a nap

Slow down, it's Sunday

Life's a ball, let it fall right in your lap

If you've got troubles

Just take them out for a walk

They'll burst like bubbles

At the thought of a Sunday In New York

You can spend time without spending a dime

And watching people watch people pass

And later you'll pause, and in one of those stores

There's that face next to yours in the glass

Two hearts stop beating

You're both too breathless to speak

Love smiles her greeting

And the dream that has seen you through the week

Comes true on Sunday in New York

Oh, sure you can a short nautical break

They've got boats by the shore for hire

And if it gets cold, you just hurry on home

And get cozy and warm by the fire

By Monday morning, you've both agreed it was fate

As day comes dawning

If you can't pick the spot or set the date

You met on Sunday, New York on Sunday

So make it Sunday in New York