Text: Art Garfunkel. A Heart In New York.

New York, to that tall skyline I come
Flyin' in from London to your door
New York, lookin' 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, but there's a heart
A heart that lives in New York

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

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

New York, now my plane is touching down
A heart in New York town