Salvador Sobral - Autumn In New York Lyrics

Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting?
Autumn in New York, it spells the thrill of first nighting
Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds in canyons of steel
They're making me feel, I'm home

It's autumn in New York that brings the promise of new love, of new love
Autumn in New York is often mingled with pain
Dreamers with empty hands, may sigh for exotic lands
It's autumn in New York, its good to live it again

Again, again, again again, again again, again ahh ahh