In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
Now we are in New York
Grew up in a town that is famous as the place a movie scenes
Noise is always loud,
there are sirens all around and the streets are me
If I can make it here,
I can make it anywhere,
that's what they say
See my face in lights,
all my name in marquees found down on Broadway
Even if it ain't all it seems,
I got a pocket full of dreams,
baby I'm from New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do
You'll feel brand new,
bigger lights will inspire you
Brooklyn rock preachers pray to God
Hell,
a gypsy cab takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge
Some will sleep tonight with a hunger for more than an empty fridge
One hand in the air for the big city
Street lights,
big dreams,
all looking pretty No place in the world that
can compare Put your lighters in the air,
everybody say yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
In New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do Now we are in New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do