Autumn in New YorkWhy does it seem so exciting (inviting)Autumn in New YorkIt spells the thrill of first-knightingShimmering clouds - glimmering crowds (glittering crowds and shimmering clouds)In canyons of steelThey're making me feel - I'm homeIt's autumn in New YorkThat brings a (the) promise of new loveAutumn in New YorkIs often mingled with painDreamers with empty hands(They) All sigh for exotic lands(But) It's autumn in New YorkIt's good to live it againThis autumn in New YorkTransforms the slums into MayfairAutumn in New YorkYou'll need no castles in SpainLovers that bless the darkOn benches in Central Park(But) It's autumn in New YorkIt's good to live it again(- in New York)