Lyrics

Walking through Central Park
Holding your hand in mine
On a typical afternoon
On a Sunday in New York.

Maybe we'll see the zoo
Maybe we'll spend some time
Watching sailboats on the pond
As they drift away, drift away
Far out of sight.

Maybe we'll see a show
Maybe we'll grab a bite
On a typical afternoon
On a Sunday in New York

What ever we might do
I'll do it all with you
On this wonderful afternoon-
But this wonderful magical day is gone too soon,

Because
Monday morning we're back to work
The phones are ringing, the coffee's perked
And passing time in the park
is just a mem'ry

And there's no more time for taking walks
and No more time for nice long talks
We wait till Sunday's back
We just wait till Sunday's back
And go to the Park

( In the street horns are blaring
people hurry, tempers flaring) but

Watching the limousines
circle around the park
on a typical afternoon
on a Sunday in New York

Taking a horse drawn cab
Sharing a warm embrace
on a typical afternoon
on a typical magical
Sunday in New York.

Then it's
Back to work and the boss is yelling
Back to work and the clock is telling
Everyone that they need to meet that deadline
and that there's no more time to be holding hands
while hanging out around hot dog stands,
Can't wait till Sunday's back
but We'll wait till Sunday's back
to go to the park.

People rushing
T-shirt selling
window washing
kids yelling

Taxis reving
tempers flairing
traffic stopping
horns blaring

Taking a walk with you
on a typical magical day
In Central Park
In Central Park

Whatever we might do
I love Passing Time with you
In Central Park
in central park
In Central Park

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