42nd St. Hymn
Lyrics
Here comes the morning There goes the night Move over darkness Above us only light The streets are empty No less forgiving For all the lost souls Here to make a living And on my way This is what I see The ladies of the night Smiling back at me Hard and sweet The siren subway call Of 42nd Street Magic sparks the morning On a marquee chasing gold Star spangle up my eyes On my way home You can still hear voices singing In those pigeon painted halls Belting out a Broadway tune Before the wrecking ball And on my way You glow in darkness shine For those who never made it Lost in time Hard and sweet The siren subway call Of 42nd St
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 04:22
- Key
- 5
- Tempo
- 78 BPM