Sunflowers smile
Roots well nourished
I too smile, wide and bright
Under 42nd street’s country light

This is God’s oasis
Of tall trees
That reach for a true heaven
This is home
Of love
That grows with each thought of heaven

There are no screams
Or honks of horns
In traffic heavy
Sunflower amongst Sunflower
Dance tall
On the real Broadway
As cloud and wind
Clap and roar for an encore

This is what we’ve manifested
What we’ve longed for
This is what is written
The apple that’s been bitten

All creatures of the world
Dwell on this island of Eden
Our country Manhattan
Where sunflowers smile
Roots well nourished
I too smile, wide and bright
Under 42nd streets country light