New York City Song - Dion

Bright lights, the big city, went straight to my baby’s head

She never listened to a word of what her daddy said

The music and the parties and the laughter turned her on

She lost herself in running

And all we had was gone

That’s the year my dream died in New York City

That’s the year I had to leave that town

That’s the year, people, my dream died in New York City

That’s the year I left without a sound

Bottles are all empty and we sang an awful song

Thank the lord that New York City people love the strong

I think of all the good times when my cup overflowed

Ain’t it funny, baby

That we’ve taken different roads

That’s the year my dream died in New York City

That’s the year I had to leave that town

That’s the year, people, my dream died in New York City

That’s the year I left without a sound

There’ll always be a little New York City in my heart

Though this country soul of mine I knew right from the start

Saints of stone are lonely in the old cathedral hall

Perhaps they knew before the rest that I had to leave it all

That’s the year my dream died in New York City

That’s the year I had to leave that town

That’s the year, my dream died in New York City

That’s the year I left without a sound

My dream died in New York City

That’s the year I

That’s the year my dream died in New York City

That’s the year I had to leave that town