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