There's diamonds in the avenue
As the dayshift turns to night
In the empire diner dreaming
Hard rain, fluorescent lights

And the waitress fills my coffee cup
As the working girls go by
Drenched Irish cops
Are dreaming sex
And peep show alibis

Everything underneath the skyline
From the eastside to the west
I see the miracles in real time
And there is one I’ve loved the best
See there's an angel on the D train
And she's flying to my world
And I'm waiting for
A New York City girl

Time Square looks like Avalon
In a Disney morphine dream
Dylan Thomas rides a white horse drunk
At the counter next to me

I wake up in her bed sometimes
And watch her as she sleeps
In the silence
And the sirens
I pray her soul to keep

Everything underneath the skyline
From the eastside to the west
I see the miracles in real time
And there is one I've loved the best
See there's an angel on the D train
And she's flying to my world
And I'm waiting for
A New York City girl

The Catherine wheel burns bright tonight
Down on the avenue
But nowhere near as bright my love
As the fire that burns for you

Everything underneath the skyline
From the eastside to the west
Of the lives I've lived and those I've known
There is one I've loved the best
See there's an angel on the D train
And she's flying to my world
And I'm waiting for
A New York City girl
Oh yeah
And I'm waiting for
A New York City girl
Yeah
I'm waiting now
A New York City girl
Oh yeah
I'm waiting for...
Yeah
A New York City girl
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
A New York City girl

(John Waite / Glen Burtnick)