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 I'm 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 
Today's 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 
Today's grey skies 
And tomorrow 
And tomorrow 
And tomorrow