New York on Sunday Big city taking a nap Slow down, it's Sunday Life's a ball, let it fall in your lap
If you've got troubles Just take them out for a walk They'll burst like bubbles In the fun of a Sunday in New York
You can spend time without spending a dime Watching people watch people pass Later you pause and in one of those stores There's that face next to yours in the glass
Two hearts stop beating You're both too breathless to speak Love smiles her greeting Then the dream that has seen you through the week Comes true on Sunday in New York
New York on Sunday Big city taking a nap Slow down, it's Sunday Life's a ball, let it fall in your lap If you've got troubles Just take them out for a walk They'll burst like bubbles In the fun of a Sunday in New York
You can spend time without spending a dime Watching people watch people pass Later you pause and in one of those stores There's that face next to yours in the glass
Two hearts stop beating You're both too breathless to speak Love smiles her greeting Then the dream that has seen you through the week Comes true on Sunday in New York It comes true on Sunday in New YorkTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
