And I think everything is going to be all right No matter what we do tonight Pink it was love at first sight Pink when I turn out the light Pink it´s my new obsession Pink it´s not even a question Pink on the lips of your lover, ´Cause pink is the love

Angel angel of Harlem It was a cold and wet December day When we touched the ground at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound Of an angel New York, like a Christmas tree Tonight this city belongs to me

The thrill is gone I can see it in your eyes I can hear it in your sighs Feel your touch and realize The nights are cold For love is old Love was grand when love was new Birds were singing, skies were blue Now it don't appeal to you

There'll be no new romance for me, it's foolish to start For that old feeling, is still in my heart I saw you last night and got that old feeling When you came in sight I got that old feeling The moment that you danced by I felt a thrill And when you

And when the night is new I'll be looking at the moon But I'll be seeing you I'll be seeing you in all the old familiar places That this heart of mine embraces all day through In that small cafe, the park across the way The children's carousel, the

When trouble's on my mind, I like to reminisce It was a simpler time, on just a night like this We were so new to love, we?d educate a guess I taught you all I knew, and you filled in the rest And I said oh Those were heavy nights We were revin' up,

I'll be seeing you In every lovely summer's day In everything that's light and gay I'll always think of you that way I'll find you in the morning sun And when the night is new I'll be looking at the moon But I'll be seeing you In all the old familiar

And I think everything is going to be all right No matter what we do tonight Pink it was love at first sight Pink when I turn out the light Pink it´s my new obsession Pink it´s not even a question Pink on the lips of your lover, ´Cause pink is the love

A car has killed a friend down in Chicago, thousand miles away J.B Lenoir is dead and it's hit me like a hammer blow J.B had a struggle playin' unappreciated blues in vain When I read the news, night came early in my day I cry inside my heart that the

And when the night is new I'll be looking at the moon But I'll be seeing you I'll be seeing you in all the old familiar places That this heart of mine embraces all day through In that small cafe, the park across the way The children's carousel, The