Autumn in New York
Why does it seem so inviting
Autumn in New York
It spells the thrill of first-nighting

Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds
In canyons of steel
They're making me feel - I'm home

Yes, it's autumn in New York
That brings a promise of new love
Autumn in New York
Is often mingled with pain

Dreamers with empty hands
They may sigh for exotic lands
It's autumn in New York
It's good to live it - again