To the queen of the avenue, to every daughter of the dark
For the lost and the lonely kissing strangers in the park
You left your heart in this city
You traced your name with a mascara pen
With your wrecking ball hands and your wrecking ball mind
To every wreck waltzing slow in a place hard to find
Where the drinks are expensive
But the company is always cheap
For every basket case lost in the crowd
Who knew that loneliness could ever be so loud
Where every face is fleeced with the lost and deceased
Won't you sing me to sleep in New York City
You hide your secrets and your sadness in the corners of your mouth
And like a love seat on a sidewalk with its guts busted out,
You're just one more relic lost and forgotten at the bottom of the pile
You run from every shadow and you hide from every lamp
You're a gossip and a liar, You're a hero and a tramp
You're just one more ragged heart that never ever wants to grow old
For every poet, politician, and thief
Who leaves you hanging on by the skin of your teeth
Where every dream will die, and only children ask why
Won't you kiss me goodbye in New York City
You're a story we all hide in
Like a spark inside a diamond
Born out of pressure and heat
Down some dark and dirty street
You're a dream I never had
You're a love I'll never know
Don't the streets look bright across the river tonight
Won't you please hold me tight in New York City
New York City
New York City
New York City