| Alone in a barroom, a young girl is sitting
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| And smiling, at nothing at all
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| And she stares now and then, at the eyes of the men
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| In the mirror that hangs on the wall
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| She’s waiting for someone and knowing there’s no one
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| Who cares if she comes or she goes
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| Just a soul in the shadows the world never sees
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| She’s somebody nobody knows
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| Someone no-one's ever known
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| Cryin' where no-one can hear
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| Somebody’s dying alone
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| In a city, where nobody cares
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| Down in the gutter, an old man had fallen
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| Like someone the world threw away
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| And the late crowd was leaving, and nobody even
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| Took time to look down where he lay
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| The old man was crying and helplessly tryin'
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| To wipe off the stain from his clothes
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| Just a soul in the shadows, that life left behind
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| He’s somebody nobody knows
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| Someone no-one's ever known
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| Cryin' where no-one can hear
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| Somebody’s dying alone
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| In a city, where nobody cares
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| In a city, where nobody cares |