In the city of glass and steel Where the morning feels so unreal Steaming cup in a porcelain white Tracing shadows of the fading night
Walking slow on the 5th and Main Echoes of the soft and steady rain Just a rhythm of a heart in pace In this chic and silent space
The lights begin to glow, a shimmering sea
New York state of mind in a coffee cup Watching all the world just waking up
City dreams in a velvet hue
Every street has a story to tell In this urban magic, I’m under the spell
