Analysis of I Love/Hate New York

Big city of dreams, that can rob you naked,
Where hearts can be as cold as the day is.

I love your brilliance,
Let your light so shine.
Illuminate me blind,
Until it's my soul I find.

It's been 9 long years,
You're like a Fine Wine.
Each visit is bliss,
The Euphoria, better with time.

You're one of a kind,
Big Rotten Apple o' how sweet it is.
Where the old you dies,
And the new you lives.