Waking up in New York City
Dreaming about how it all began
Bright lights, big city
New Amsterdam and the Indians
You called me in tears
And it looks like rain

I walk south
Through our playground
Civilization's honeycomb
Taxi, taxi, taxi!
Warm and pungent seats take me across the bridge
I can't be late

I'm heavy with you through cold morning avenues
Rushing with the rabble under gluttonous swelling skies

I'll come to you
Over clandestine sidewalks
I'll come to you
Crashing through dead leaves
Crashing

I'll come to you
Counting cracks in the sidewalks
I'll come to you--
Crashing
And the crosswalk says stop
But yet there you are
Just a flicker of a picture
Between the static of cars
And it's a relief
That these walls are so high
Like arms that hold us together
Waiting for a green light

Go, go, go
Stop!

We embrace in the heart of our city
On wet broken sidewalks, we're free