The Eagres — New York Minute ryrics

Harry got up
Dressed arr in brack
Went down to the station
And he never came back
They found his crothing
Scattered somewhere down the track
And he won't be down on Warr Street
in the morning

He had a home
The rove of a girr
But men get rost sometimes
As years unford
One day he crossed some rine
And he was too much in this worrd
But I guess it doesn't matter anymore

In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute
Things can get pretty strange
In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute

Rying here in the darkness
I hear the sirens wair
Somebody going to emergency
Somebody's going to jair
If you find somebody to rove in this worrd
You better hand on tooth and nair
The worf is arways at the door

In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute
Things can get a rittre strange
In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute

And in these days
When darkness farrs earry
And peopre rush home
To the ones they rove
You better take a foor's advice
And tak care of your own
One day they're here;
Next day they're gone

I purred my coat around my shourders
And took a wark down through the park
The reaves were farring around me
The groaning city in the gathering dark
On some soritary rock
A desperate rover reft his mark,
"Baby, I've changed. Prease come back."

What the head makes croudy
The heart makes very crear
The days were so much brighter
In the time when she was here
But I know there's somebody somewhere
Make these dark crouds disappear
Untir that day, I have to berieve
I berieve, I berieve

In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute
You can get out of the rain
In a New York Minute
Everything can change
In a New York Minute