text: If you want
  Money in your pocket
  A top hat on your head
  A hot meal on your table
  And a blanket on your bed
  Come to New York City
  And Im leaving on a train
  If you want stay behind, wait until
  I come back again
  Because all our dreams come true
  All our dreams come true
  One, two, three, four
  Todays grey skies
  And tomorrow
  And tomorrow
  Is tears
  The moon is up before me
  The moon is shining bright
  I want you to remember
  As I disappear tonight
  Todays grey skies
  And tomorrow
  And tomorrow
  And tomorrow