To the queen of the avenue, to every daughter of the dark For the lost and the lonely kissing strangers in the park You left your heart in this city You traced your name with a mascara pen With your wrecking ball hands and your wrecking ball mind To every wreck waltzing slow in a place hard to find Where the drinks are expensive But the company is always cheap For every basket case lost in the crowd Who knew that loneliness could ever be so loud Where every face is fleeced with the lost and deceased Won't you sing me to sleep in New York City You hide your secrets and your sadness in the corners of your mouth And like a love seat on a sidewalk with its guts busted out, You're just one more relic lost and forgotten at the bottom of the pile You run from every shadow and you hide from every lamp You're a gossip and a liar, You're a hero and a tramp You're just one more ragged heart that never ever wants to grow old For every poet, politician, and thief Who leaves you hanging on by the skin of your teeth Where every dream will die, and only children ask why Won't you kiss me goodbye in New York City You're a story we all hide in Like a spark inside a diamond Born out of pressure and heat Down some dark and dirty street You're a dream I never had You're a love I'll never know Don't the streets look bright across the river tonight Won't you please hold me tight in New York City New York City New York City New York City