| Sometimes alone I feel so strange
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| Like every little thing’s just out of range
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| Breathing in the cold night air
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| It’s four am, there’s no one there
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| The rain is falling on my head
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| Running down my back as cold as lead
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| Then I fall off the night bus going home
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| I’m stumbling, staggering alone
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| Just like a tomcat in the rain
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| Under the moon we’re all the same
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| Dirty old river rolling by
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| Black taxi rain falls driven
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| When I was younger I didn’t need no one
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| Those days are long gone
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| So tired of being alone, out there on my own
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| Call me back, ask me to stay
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| Yeah, I’m so tired of being used
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| In the street, dazed and confused
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| Let me in, yeah, and ask me to stay
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| Sometimes alone I feel so strange
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| Like every little thing’s just out of range
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| Breathing in the cold blue air
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| It’s four am there’s no one there
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| The time I have left on my hands
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| Is slipping through my fingers like sand
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| Like sand
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| When I was younger, it seems so long ago
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| It didn’t need no one
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| I don’t know
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| Why I sometimes get so low
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| I don’t know
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| Why I sometimes get so low
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| Let’s stay together |