I used to live i n new york city.
E verything t here was dark and d irty.
O utside my w indow was a s teeple
W ith a clock that a lways said twelve-t hirty.
Y oung girls are coming to the c anyon
A nd in the m ornings i can see them w alking.
I can no longer keep my b linds drawn
A nd i can't k eep myself from t alking.
A t first so s trange to feel so f riendly.
T o say good m orning and really m ean it.
T o feel these c hanges happening i n me
B ut not to n otice till i f eel it.
Y oung girls are coming to the c anyon
A nd in the m ornings i can see them w alking.
I can no longer keep my b linds drawn
A nd i can't k eep myself from t alking.
C loudy w aters cast no ref lection.
I mages of b eauty lie there s tagnant .
V ibrations b ounce in no d irection
A nd lie there s hattered into f ragments.
Y oung girls are coming to the c anyon
A nd in the m ornings i can see them w alking.
I can no longer keep my b linds drawn
A nd i can't k eep myself from t alking.