Farewell, New York


the sounds my feet make in the snow 
the color of the lamppost glow 
the temperature is ten below 
and my mem’ries overflowing 

it’s wintertime in central park 
i take long walks long after dark 
i know these lights i know this lake 
and the path i wont be taking 

it’s been so long since ive been here 
and my footsteps ring clear as a bell 

farewell, new york 
next year i wont be coming home 
farewell, new york . . . 

the clock is counting down the day 
i pass the hill where children play 
might their snow angels melt away 
special sorrows i’m awaking 

how does a person find goodbye 
across a bridge beneath the sky 
under the rocks there’s no reply 
so their silence i am breaking 

it’s been so long since ive been here 
and my footsteps ring clear as a bell 

farewell, new york 
next year i wont be coming home 
farewell, new york 
next year i wont be coming home.

 

 

 

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