Harry lyrics

"
I'll say goodbye
To all my sorrow
And by tomorrow
I'll be on my way
I guess the Lord must be in New York City

I'm so tired
Of getting nowhere
Seein' my prayers
Goin' unanswered
I guess the Lord must be in New York City

Well, here I am, Lord
Knockin' at your back door
Mmm...Ain't it wonderful to be
Where I've always wanted to be?