In every lover's eye a reflection of ourselves
In every friend I see a mirror to myself
In every corner of this town it may be yours
Across the bridge and parks…
Always forever yours
Every sign on every corner leads me back again
Spanish Harlem dedicated spirit of your friend
Spanish Harlem dedicated spirit of your friend

Your fate... I didn't realise until too late
The setting sun will come again

And on that day
You stayed out until the light
Later that day I heard a shot right out of the night
And often people talk,
Saying you got yours
But all I see is those taken without a cause
Spanish Harlem dedicated spirit of your friend
Spanish Harlem dedicated spirit of your friend

So long… this place has gone and claimed another one
Its setting sun
(The sun comes back up again)
Stolen away I see you again a distant day
Its setting sun will come back again