I thought I'd be young forever, can't believe I'm 40 years old
My life shoulda been a big hit but not enough tickets were sold
I was searching for something great but the trail's gone cold
Had the world in my hands but it was just hard to hold
Manhattan was mine for the taking when I was in my teens
C rock and roll star in the making, not a family man living in Queens
Still singing my songs in bars but I'm running out of steam
So much has changed but I still have the same dream
There's no growing old in New York, but that's what's happening to me
Gave you the best years of my life, you coulda given me a guarantee
I'm running outta youth, I gotta face the truth
My name's never gonna make a marquee
Got nowhere to go
So I gotta know
Tell me honestly
New York, what you gonna do with me?
Met my wife working in a restaurant 18 years ago
Took me 9 years to get a first date, my wife likes to take it slow
She was a singer and a dancer looking for a part
She gave up it all up but it didn't break her heart
We had a beautiful baby girl and but somehow I'm still the same
C spoiled little boy writing songs who still thinks the answer is fame
You're listening to my musical, I haven't played it for my wife
But it's my best shot to pay for this city life
There's no growing old in New York, but that's what's happening to me
Gave you the best years of my life, you coulda given me a guarantee
I'm running outta youth, I gotta face the truth
My name's never gonna make a marquee
Got nowhere to go
So I gotta know
Tell me honestly
New York, what you gonna do with me?
New York, what you gonna do with me?
New York, what you gonna do with me?