Ken Hensley

New York, youre such a fickle city
Youve got a heart
But you wont admit it
Youve got a soul
And Id like to get in it
But you cant have
My dreams in exchange
Cause I came to you
With an open mind
With my heart full of hope
Of a special kind
But the doors stayed closed
For the longest time
So I thought of inside
Wondering what I might find
But you played with my illusion
Till my image laughed in my face
I would have loved to love you
But my heart needs a different space
New York, New York
[ New York Lyrics ]