Midnight in New York

A tourist girl from far away Finds herself in the city that never sleeps On New Year's Eve, the night is young And the city is alive with excitement and cheer

She wanders the streets, taking in the sights The towering skyscrapers and the bright neon lights The crowds of people, all dressed in their finest A sea of party hats and noisemakers, all in a line

As the clock strikes twelve, the crowd counts down Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four Three, two, one, HAPPY NEW YEAR! The fireworks explode in the sky above A shower of sparks and colors, a true sight to behold

The tourist girl smiles and cheers with the rest Feeling the energy of the city, alive in her chest This is a night she'll never forget Midnight in New York, a memory she'll treasure

As the night wears on and the crowds begin to thin She finds herself walking back to her hotel with a grin She can't wait to see what the new year will bring In this magical city, anything is possible Midnight in New York, a truly magical thing