Frank Sinatra - Autumn In New York

Autumn in new york
Why does it seem so exciting inviting
Autumn in new york
It spells the thrill of first-knighting

Shimmering clouds
Glimmering crowds glittering crowds and shimmering clouds
In canyons of steel
Theyre making me feel
Im home

Its autumn in new york
That brings a the promise of new love
Autumn in new york
Is often mingled with pain
Dreamers with empty hands
They all sigh for exotic lands

But its autumn in new york
Its good to live it again

This autumn in new york
Transforms the slums into mayfair
Autumn in new york
Youll need no castles in spain

Lovers that bless the dark
On benches in central park

Buts its autumn in new york
Its good to live it again