With apologies to Linda and Richard Carpenter. Go here for a better version of this classic hit and to get the tune stuck in your head for the rest of the day.
Such a feelin's comin' over me
There is wonder in most everything I see
Not a cloud in the sky
Got the sun in my eyes
And I won't be surprised if it's a dream
...
I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation
And the only explanation I can find
For New York City's ever crowding problems
is creative use of spatial relations
(Can you see the free parking spot, or the hammock swinging in the breeze?)
Something in the wind has learned my name
And it's tellin' me that things are not the same
In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze
There's a pleasin' sense of happiness for me
(I think it's just the endorphin rush from all the exercise. This is just the view from the gym and then up close!)
I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation
And the only explanation I can find
Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around
Your love's put me at the top of the world
(That would be the love of NEW YORK! Just to be clear.)