In the City

Oh on Grand Central Times And on Penn Station lines I wait (Oh) New York has been alright Lit by the flashing lights Of 42nd and 8th Get lost in traffic now While others stop to figure out Why the silence never seems to come around Lovers in corner shops See alleyways and parking lots I'm still caught up in the harmony of sounds In the city, oh In the city, oh Forgive the morning sky The wind that hustles by, when I wake With a coffee and sugar high But then those sweet goodbyes end long days Millions of people now And they can't seem to figure out Why the silence never seems to come around Lovers have pillow talks While some hide under whiskey shots I'm still caught up in the harmony of sounds In the city, oh In the city, oh Don't get me wrong it's not to say That sometimes I would rather walk away from every Call and jazz song that starts to play And then I miss the halls, the orchestration of it all Get lost in traffic now While others stop to figure out Why the silence never seems to come around Lovers in corner shops See alleyways and parking lots I'm still caught up in the harmony of sounds In the city, oh In the city, oh