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Harry got up |
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Dressed all in black |
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Went down to the station |
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And he never came back |
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They found his clothing |
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Scattered somewhere down the track |
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And he won't be down on Wall Street |
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in the morning |
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He had a home |
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The love of a girl |
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But men get lost sometimes |
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As years unfold |
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One day he crossed some line |
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And he was too much in this world |
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But I guess it doesn't matter anymore |
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In a New York Minute |
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Everything can change |
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In a New York Minute |
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Things can get pretty strange |
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In a New York Minute |
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Everything can change |
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In a New York Minute |
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Lying here in the darkness |
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I hear the sirens wail |
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Somebody going to emergency |
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Somebody's going to jail |
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If you find somebody to love in this world |
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You better hand on tooth and nail |
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The wolf is always at the door |
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In a New York Minute |
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Everything can change |
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In a New York Minute |
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Things can get a little strange |
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In a New York Minute |
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Everything can change |
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In a New York Minute |
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And in these days |
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When darkness falls early |
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And people rush home |
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To the ones they love |
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You better take a fool's advice |
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And take care of your own |
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One day they're here; |
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Next day they're gone |
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I pulled my coat around my shoulders |
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And took a walk down through the park |
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The leaves were falling around me |
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The groaning city in the gathering dark |
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On some solitary rock |
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A desperate lover left his mark, |
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"Baby, I've changed. Please come back." |
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What the head makes cloudy |
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The heart makes very clear |
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The days were so much brighter |
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In the time when she was here |
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But I know there's somebody somewhere |
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Make these dark clouds disappear |
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Until that day, I have to believe |
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I believe, I believe |
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In a New York Minute |
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Everything can change |
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In a New York Minute |
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You can get out of the rain |
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In a New York Minute |
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Everything can change |
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In a New York Minute |
