I walk New York, into todays shadow
knowing yesterdays heros.
Out of the smoke, tear drops from hero's
wanting to find.
Lost almost, in a search for lost souls
U.T.N.Y cries out for yesterdays hero's
longing to make it a dream
Through the night, each step they take
brings a cry.
Out of the smoke they walk, silent
for yesterdays hero's
I walk New York for yesterdays hero's,
through a shadow of lost souls wanting.