Bells of New York City - Josh Groban
There's a pale
winter moon in the sky
coming through my window
And the park is laid out
like a bed below
It's a cold dark night
and my heart melts like the snow
And the bells of New York City
tell me not to go
It's always this time of year
that my thoughts undo me
With the ghosts of many
lifetimes all abound
But from these mad heights
I can always hear the sound
Of the bells of New York City
singing all around
Stay with me oh stay with me
Refuge from these broken dreams
Wait right here oh wait with me
On silent snow filled streets
Sing to me one song for joy
and one for redemption
And whatever is in between
that I call mine
With the street lamp light to
illuminate the gray
And the bells of New York City
calling me to stay
The bells of New York City
calling me to stay....
