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Don Henley - New York Minute

Harry got up
Dressed down in black
Went down to the station
And he never came back
They found his clothing
scattered somewhere down the track
And he won't be down on Wall Street in the morning

He had a home
The love of a girl
But men get lost sometimes
As years unfurl
One day he crossed some line
and he was too much in this world
But I guess it doesn't matter anymore

In a New York minute...
everything can change
In a New York minute...
things can get a little strange
In a New York minute...
everything can change
In a New York minute...

Lying here in the darknessI hear the sirens wailSomebody's going to emergencySomebody's going to jailIf you find somebody to love in this worldyou better hang on tooth and nailThe wolf is always at the door

In a New York minute...
everything can change
In a New York minute...
things can get a little strange
In a New York minute...
everything can change
In a New York minute...

And in these dayswhen darkness falls earlyAnd people rush hometo the ones they loveYou better take a fool's adviceand take care of your ownOne day they're here,
next day they're gone

I pulled my coat around my shouldersAnd took a walk down through the parkThe leaves were falling around meThe groaning city in the gathering darkOn some solitary rocka desperate lover left his mark"Baby, I've changed. Please come back."
What the head makes cloudyThe heart makes very clearThe days were so much brighterIn the time when she was hereBut I know there's somebody somewheremake these dark clouds disappearUntil that day, I have to believeI believe, I believe

In a New York minute...
everything can change
In a New York minute...
things can get a little strange
In a New York minute...
everything can change
In a New York minute...

In a New York minute...
everything can change
In a New York minute...
things can get a little strange
In a New York minute...
everything can change
In a New York minute...

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