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| Digital Composite by Anne-Marie Brzezinski |
Sometimes New York City
Is as cold as a stone
It can steal you away
Leaving me all alone
Your heart becomes driven
As you walk down the street
There’s so much to look at
And so many to meet
The bright lights distract you
But they set you afire
They hold your attention
And feed your desire
I follow you briefly
Then you’re lost in the maze
You keep moving ahead
While I’m left in a haze
What path will you travel
As you seek your success?
You look at the local
But you hop on express
You strive to climb higher
And you shine like a star
Please always remember
That I’m watching afar
And when you have made it
But have no one to hold
You’ll remember my words
New York City is cold
