Autumn in New York - Frank Sinatra, Billy May and His Orchestra

Autumn in New York

Why does it seem so inviting?

Autumn in New York

It spells the thrill of first-nighting

Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds

In canyons of steel

They're making me feel

I'm home

It's autumn in New York

That brings the promise of new love

Autumn in New York

Is often mingled with pain

Dreamers with empty hands

May sigh for exotic lands

It's autumn in New York

It's good to live it again

Lovers that bless the dark

On benches in Central Park

It's autumn in New York

It's good to live it again