Here in this big city
Many people come and go
But, my love, we two
Are a permanent thing
Like a bird on a wing
Or the coming of spring
Just picture a penthouse
Way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys
For stars to go by
A slice of Heaven
For just you and I
When we're alone
From all of society
We'll stay aloof
And live in propriety
There on the roof
To Heaven, we hermits
We will be in truth
When we're alone
We'll see life's mad pattern
As we view Manhattan
Then we can thank our lucky stars
That we're living as we are
In our little penthouse
We'll always contrive
To keep love and romance
Forever alive
In view of the Hudson
Just over the drive
When we're alone
Sunsets in the village
Paintings left unfinished
Twinkling lights in Central Park
Love is waiting for the dark
In our little penthouse
On top of the town
Each evening we'll stargaze
We'll never look down
The Heavens are our rooftop
A shimmering crown
When we're alone
Just you
Just me
We'll live in harmony
Enjoying each moment
The rest of our lives
When we're alone
