Sun peeking through the city's crown
A gentle breeze, a brand new sound
Pigeons cooing, sirens wail
But I don't mind the city's tale
Strolling through the streets, feeling free
Springtime in the city, wild and sweet
Heart is light, my soul is deep
Dancing in the rhythm of the street
Central Park, a vibrant green
Laughter, chatter, a joyful scene
Yellow cabs, a blur of light
Everything feels so right
Sidewalks bustling, people pass
Smiling faces, a sea of glass
City lights, a starry night
Feeling grateful for this sight
Strolling through the streets, feeling free
Springtime in the city, wild and sweet
Heart is light, my soul is deep
Dancing in the rhythm of the street
Sitting on a bench, watching the world go by
Lost in thought, beneath the endless sky
Feeling small, but also part of something grand
A tiny piece of this concrete land
The sun dips low, casting shadows long
A new day dawns, filled with right and wrong
I stroll home slowly, with a smile so sweet
Grateful for this city, and its busy street