| Hey you, out there in the cold
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| Getting lonely, getting old
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| Can you feel me?
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| Hey you, standing in the aisles
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| With itchy feet and fading smiles
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| Can you feel me?
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| Hey you, don't help them to bury the light
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| Don't give in without a fight.
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| Hey you, out there on your own
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| Sitting naked by the phone
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| Would you touch me?
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| Hey you, with your ear against the wall
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| Waiting for someone to call out
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| Would you touch me?
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| Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
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| Open your heart, I'm coming home.
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| But it was only fantasy.
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| The wall was too high,
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| As you can see.
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| No matter how he tried,
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| He could not break free.
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| And the worms ate into his brain.
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| Hey you, out there on the road
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| Always doing what you're told,
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| Can you help me?
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| Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
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| Breaking bottles in the hall,
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| Can you help me?
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| Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
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| Together we stand, divided we fall. |