Number of Lyrics in Album : 8
By Art Garfunkel, New York
To that tall skyline I come
Flyin' in from London
By Art Garfunkel, The last train is nearly due,
The underground is closing soon,
And
By Art Garfunkel, I bruise you, you bruise me
We both bruise too easily
Too
By Art Garfunkel, April, come she will
When streams are ripe and swell with
By Art Garfunkel, When you're weary
Feeling small
When tears are in your eyes
I'll dry
By Art Garfunkel, Is it a kind of dream,
Floating out on the tide,
Following
By Art Garfunkel, I'll never let you see
The way my broken heart is
By Art Garfunkel, Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you
