Lyrics
Not a soul and not a sound
And our dreams a thousand pounds
Up to our knees we made our way
In the cold
And on that bitter New York night
I heard the buzz of neon lights
I felt your hand so warm and tight
And the snow falling down
It’s coming down
With my head bent to the ground
I walked and cried without a sound
As I counted city blocks
Ticking by
And on that bitter New York night
I heard the buzz of neon lights
I felt your hand so warm and tight
And the snow falling down
It’s coming down
Let the wind blow all around
And the waters drag us down
I will hold your face to mine
And I will shine
I will shine
At last you turned to me and smiled
And I could dance a thousand miles
And when we’re old and dance real slow
I will dream…
About that bitter New York night
And the buzz of neon lights
And your hand so warm and tight
In our dreams we’ll go down
We’re coming down
In our dreams we’ll go down
We’re coming down
And the snow is falling down
All around