.The willow in the wind is gently weeping
No city lights tonight for she is sleeping
But in a little while she will awake and gently smile
My angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning
Somewhere a siren sounds and she is turning
She moves my arm around 'cause she is burning
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