In New York City, where the streets are loud
And the lights are bright, love can be found
Amidst the chaos, a heart begins to race
As two souls meet, in a serendipitous place

The hustle and bustle, a background hum
As eyes meet, and hearts become one
In the city that never sleeps, love awakes
A romance, in the concrete jungle, takes shape

The Empire State Building, a beacon of hope
As two hearts ascend, on a romantic slope
The view from the top, a sight to behold
As love takes hold, and two hearts are sold

The leaves fall, in Central Park’s golden hues
As love blooms, in the autumn’s muse
A carriage ride, a fairytale come true
In the city of dreams, love is found anew

In New York City, where the streets are loud
Love is found, amidst the crowds.