Nhạc sĩ: Steve Forbert
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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 out of green
Leaves are gone now, wind rips through to your bones
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, its arms won't unfold now
Strangers' faces all cold now, and I'm cold too
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
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