New York, you're such a fickle city You've got a heart But you won't admit it You've got a soul And I'd like to get in it But you can't have My dreams in exchange
'Cause I came to you With an open mind With my heart full of hope Of a special kind But the doors stayed closed For the longest time So I thought of inside Wondering what I might find
But you played with my illusion 'Till my image laughed in my face I would have loved to love you But my heart needs a different space