Bells Of New York City
There’s a pale winter moon in the skyComing through my windowAnd the park is laid out like a bed belowIt’s a cold, dark nightAnd my heart melts like the snowAnd the bells of New York City tell me not to go
It’s always this time of yearThat my thoughts undo meWith the ghosts of many lifetimes all aboundBut from these mad heightsI can always hear the soundOf the bells of New York City singing all around
Stay with me, stay with meRefuge from these broken dreamsWait right here, oh, wait with meOn silent snow filled streets
Sing to me one song for joy and one for redemptionAnd whatever is in between that I call mineWith the street lamplight to illuminate the grayAnd the bells of New York City calling me to stayThe bells of New York City calling me to stay