Bells of New York City sing and play along

There's a pale Sing winter moon this in the sky coming through my window,

and the park is laid out like a bed all 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.

Ooh.

Ooh.

It's al Sing ways me one this time of year that my thoughts undo me

with the ghosts of many lifetimes I all about.

But from these mad heights, I can always hear the sound

of the bells of

New York City singing all around.

Ooh.

Ooh.

It's al"Stay with me,

stay with me,

a refuge from these broken dreams.

Wait right here;

awake with me on silent snowfilled streets."

of New York City calling me to stay,

the bells of

New York City

calling me to stay.

Ooh.

Ooh.

Ooh.

Ooh.