Lights of New York - Neil Finn

In this town I am not afraid

It’s like home we’re here to stay

You find out something in these altered states

(When you’re lit by the lights of New York)

Your willingness to perform

As bridges stand against the tide

Satellites move across the sky

In all the years that I have seen you rise

You never looked so supreme

When you’re lit by the lights of New York

When you’re lit by the lights of New York

Summer is hot, weekends away

But some have to stay, shelter away

Where the blooms gather dust, and the grease covered up

Just waiting for now, the sprinklers are out

The children allowed to scream and to shout