Lyric The Eyes Of A New York Woman
I ll be in New York City
When the lights shine bright tonight
That s where my woman waits for me
Arms that hold me tenderly
Lips as sweet as honey comb
Love that waits for me alone
Deep in the eyes of a new york woman
The eyes of a New York woman
Are eyes that can hold a man
Now she swept me off of my feet
And made my world seem so complete
I ll never have to look for more
I ve found what I ve been looking for
Deep in the eyes of a New York woman
Thought I wasn t ready
For the tie that binds
But I lost my heart to her
When her eyes met mine
Now I see things so differently
I got to make her mine
So I ll make my homefront city
And let that light shine bright on me
East side cafes
West side plays
Uptown downtown
I ll be there
I never have to look for more
I found what I ve been looking for
Deep in the eyes of a New York woman
I ll be in New York City
When the lights shine bright tonight
That s where my woman waits for me
Arms that hold me tenderly
Lips as sweet as honey comb
Love that waits for me alone
Deep in the eyes of a New York woman
Deep in the eyes of a New York woman
Written by: Mark James (BMI)
When the lights shine bright tonight
That s where my woman waits for me
Arms that hold me tenderly
Lips as sweet as honey comb
Love that waits for me alone
Deep in the eyes of a new york woman
The eyes of a New York woman
Are eyes that can hold a man
Now she swept me off of my feet
And made my world seem so complete
I ll never have to look for more
I ve found what I ve been looking for
Deep in the eyes of a New York woman
Thought I wasn t ready
For the tie that binds
But I lost my heart to her
When her eyes met mine
Now I see things so differently
I got to make her mine
So I ll make my homefront city
And let that light shine bright on me
East side cafes
West side plays
Uptown downtown
I ll be there
I never have to look for more
I found what I ve been looking for
Deep in the eyes of a New York woman
I ll be in New York City
When the lights shine bright tonight
That s where my woman waits for me
Arms that hold me tenderly
Lips as sweet as honey comb
Love that waits for me alone
Deep in the eyes of a New York woman
Deep in the eyes of a New York woman
Written by: Mark James (BMI)