Empire State of Mind
Even if it ain’t all it seems, I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby I’m from New York!
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There’s nothing you can’t do
Now you’re in New York!
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork!
On the avenue, there ain’t never a curfew, ladies work so hard
Such a melting pot, on the corner selling rock, preachers pray to God
Hail a gypsy cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge
Some will sleep tonight with a hunger for more than an empty fridge
(via lifeisshortandyolo)
Empire State of Mind Even if it ain’t all it seems, I got a pocketful of dreams Baby I’m from New York! Concrete jungle...