N.Y.C.

Boy, It's hard to tell you this
I have to leave it all behind
Boy, I can't ignore it
I miss New York with my heart
With my body and my restless mind.

The yellow cab that's picking up and passing by
The morning coffee at the corner
A little bit overpriced
The shiny S.U.V. that's cruising through the lights
Enchanting views from excruciating heights
The sound of laughter from the roof deck next to mine
The jeep I drove that always used to get a fine
The tiny restaurant where we all met for brunch
Drinking Bloody Marys all the way to lunch.

I am sorry, I never meant to leave you
But every day when I'm away is such a pity
I am sorry, I never meant to hurt you
But I never thought I would fall in love with a city.

Central Park when all the leaves are turning brown
The wheel of fortune always spinning 'round and 'round
The ups and downs, the flips around, the New York fashion
Miss Statue of Liberty is full of passion
Remember Jaco crossing Hudson River naked
A New York Minute, it's impossible to fake it
And stuff like this goes on every single day
If not right on your block, just a few away.

Living in the middle
Of where dreams are coming true
When love becomes a riddle
There's always something else to do
The beauty of ambitions
People reaching out for more
Minds axe always open
So nothing's ever really like before.