On the highline I see the Skyline
Snow Falls Down On Me
As I hail a taxi, roll through the city
To see the Rockefeller tree
I watch the skaters and I think
Do they even know of Wollman Rink?
There ain’t nothing like Christmas in the City
There ain’t nowhere I’d rather be
And I know you’d like Christmas in the City
There ain’t nowhere I’d rather be
On fifth avenue, tourists want a better view
Of windows on the street
Sights in Times Square could(will) never compare
To the snowflake on 57th Street
The city lights illuminate
Shine the red and green on the Empire State
There ain’t nothing like Christmas in the City
There ain’t nowhere I’d rather be
And I know you’d like Christmas in the City
There ain’t nowhere I’d rather be
Of all the places I do roam
The only place I call home
Of all the places I do roam
There’s no place like home.
(It’s the only place that’s home)
There ain’t nothing like Christmas in the City
There ain’t nowhere I’d rather be
And I know you’d like Christmas in the City
There ain’t nowhere I’d rather be
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