New York City's grown old now
Its arms won't unfold now
Strangers' faces all cold now
And I'm cold too
Hang on again till the sun shines
Hang on again till the sun shines
Hang on again till the sun shines, through
And what to do, I will ask you
And what to do
And what to do, I will ask you,
and what to do?
Live on dreams,
that might do,
even if dreams don't come true.
New York City's just stoned now,
the green leaves are gone now
Wind rips through to your bones now,
and I'm cold too
Hang on again till the sun shines
Hang on again till the sun shines
Hang on again till the sun shines through
Live on dreams that
might do
Even if dreams don't come true
New York City's grown old now
It's arms won't unfold now
Strangers' faces all cold now
Now I'm cold too
Said strangers their faces all cold
Now I'm cold too
Hang on again till the sun shines
Hang on again till the sun shines
Hang on again till the sun shines
Through
Thank for you