It's time to end my lonely holiday
And bid the country a hasty farewell
So on this gray and melancholy day
I'll move to a Manhattan hotel
I'll dispose of my rose-colored chattels
And prepare for my share of adventures and battles
Here on the 27th floor
Looking down on the city I hate and adore
Autumn in New York
Why does it seem so inviting?
Autumn in New York
It spells the thrill of first-nighting
Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds
In canyons of steel
They're making me feel I'm home
Autumn in New York
It brings the promise of new love
Autumn in New York
Is often mingled with pain
Lovers who bless the dark
On benches in Central Park
It's autumn in New York
It's good to live it again
