Good Night, New York

My mother came to America

Sailed through the harbor

Of hopes and of dreams

Back in the thirties

When the streets were paved with gold

And the sky laced with moonbeams

Mothers and daughters

Fathers and sons

Here in the free world

We're the lucky ones

All of my yearning

All of my hunger

Maybe I'm learning

Sometimes I wonder

Good night, New York

Before the Kennedys

Before the Beatles

Before the Vietnam war

Back in the days when

Anything was possible

Having less meant knowing more

Brothers and sisters

Uncles and aunts

Here in the free world

For a second chance

All of my yearning

All of my hunger

Maybe I'm learning

Sometimes I wonder

Good night, New York

My mother came to America

Sailed through the harbor

Of hopes and of dreams

Here in the nineties

I hope I've not failed her

But nothing's the way that it seems

All of my yearning

All of my hunger

Maybe I'm learning

Sometimes I wonder

Good night

New York