Simon And Garfunkel. A Heart In New York. Zeneszám

New York, to that tall skyline, I come
Flying in from London to your door
New York, looking down on Central Park
Where they say you should not wander after dark

New York, like a scene from all those movies
But you're real enough to me
For there's a heart
A heart that lives in New York

A heart in New York arose on the street
I write my song to that city heartbeat
A heart in New York, the love in her eyes
An open door and a friend for the night

New York, you got money on your mind
And my words won't make a dime's
Worth of difference
So here's to you, New York