(New York, New York)
This is not an illusion
This is not a temptation
People always tired
People always trying to feel something different
Breathing in to the good times
Breathing out to the bad times
Everything's alive
Everything's inspiring for human poetry
It's not enough, not enough
(New York, New York)
You were made of endanger
You were made of encourage
But "i'm just a hope"
But "i'm just a hope" you claimed, like the others
Now, i hope i could be loved
Now, i need to give more love
Turning to my left
Turning to my right, I see tears on your face
It's not enough, not enough
(New York, New York)