My window is open And a winter breeze is coming in And I'm cold, cold cold Well I've been thinking of you And wondering how you've been Oh these days I'm running thin I'm running thin There are sailboats on the east river still And they float, float, float Under bridges made of stone and steel Oh how people they come and go They come and go There are three stars in the sky That's many for this time of night As the skyline lights and workers rise And come and go And I will go