Spirit Of Your Friend

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 Didn't realize 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 the night And often people talk, saying you got yours (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 The setting sun The sun comes back up again Stolen away I see you again a distant day The setting sun Will come back again