What More Do I Need

Once I hated this city, Now it can't get me down. Slushy, humid and gritty, What a pretty town. What, thought I, could be duller, More depressing, less gay. Now my favourite colour Is grey. A wall of rain as it turns to sleet, The lack of sun on a one-way street, I love the grime all the time. And what more do I need? My window pane has a lovely view: An inch of sky and a fly or two. Why, I can see half a tree. And what more do I need? The dusk is thick and it's galling; It simply can't be excused. In winter even the falling snow looks Used. My window pane may not give much light, But I see you, so the view is bright. If I can love you, I'll pay the dirt no heed! With your love, what more do I need? Someone shouting for quiet, Someone starting a brawl, Down the block there's a riot, And I'll buy it all! Listen, now I'm ecstatic, Hold me close and be still. Hear the lovely pneumatic Drill! A subway train thunders through the Bronx, A taxi horn on the corner honks. But I adore ev'ry roar. And what more do I need? I hear a crane making street repairs, A two-ton child running wild upstairs. Steam pipes bang,sirens clang, And what more do I need? The neighbours yell in the summer, The landlord yells in the fall, So loud I can't hear the plumber Pound the wall. An aeroplane roars across the bay, But I can hear you as clear as day: You said you love me Above the sound and speed. With your love, What more do I need?