I love New York.
I love New York.
I love New York.
The words you see,
on coffee cups,
on shirts and hats,
on lollipops,
and baseball bats.
On pens and walls,
on skates and cars,
in libraries and singles bars.
On badges, flags,
tattooed on skin.
Oh, New York,
I've never been so lonely.
Loneliness must be the worst feeling
of all.
How many times can you walk
56th street?
Drives you mad. Worst time I've had.
How many times can you look
at tall buildings?
Tall is tall, and that is all.
Don't see the harm it'll do,
he seems such a nice man,
and anything's better than watching those game shows
or t.v. commercials that sell you Miami all night.
Must be right.
It's not the end of the world
if he's married.
Making due, is nothing new.
It's not the end of the world
it's just starting.
Half of one is better than none.
It's not the end of the world,
no it's not.
If it's the end of the world,
well, so what.
I Love New York Video (MV)
Sarah Brightman - I Love New York Lyrics
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I love New York.
I love New York.
I love New York.
The words you see,
on coffee cups,
on shirts and hats,
on lollipops,
and baseball bats.
On pens and walls,
on skates and cars,
in libraries and singles bars.
On badges, flags,
tattooed on skin.
Oh, New York,
I've never been so lonely.
Loneliness must be the worst feeling
of all.
How many times can you walk
56th street?
Drives you mad. Worst time I've had.
How many times can you look
at tall buildings?
Tall is tall, and that is all.
Don't see the harm it'll do,
he seems such a nice man,
and anything's better than watching those game shows
or t.v. commercials that sell you Miami all night.
Must be right.
It's not the end of the world
if he's married.
Making due, is nothing new.
It's not the end of the world
it's just starting.
Half of one is better than none.
It's not the end of the world,
no it's not.
If it's the end of the world,
well, so what.
I love New York.
I love New York.
The words you see,
on coffee cups,
on shirts and hats,
on lollipops,
and baseball bats.
On pens and walls,
on skates and cars,
in libraries and singles bars.
On badges, flags,
tattooed on skin.
Oh, New York,
I've never been so lonely.
Loneliness must be the worst feeling
of all.
How many times can you walk
56th street?
Drives you mad. Worst time I've had.
How many times can you look
at tall buildings?
Tall is tall, and that is all.
Don't see the harm it'll do,
he seems such a nice man,
and anything's better than watching those game shows
or t.v. commercials that sell you Miami all night.
Must be right.
It's not the end of the world
if he's married.
Making due, is nothing new.
It's not the end of the world
it's just starting.
Half of one is better than none.
It's not the end of the world,
no it's not.
If it's the end of the world,
well, so what.