| Lost in a strange city
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| Nowhere to turn
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| Far cry from the streets that
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| I came from
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| It can get lonely
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| When you’re travelling hard
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| But you can even be lonely
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| Standing in your own back yard
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| Nobody knows the existential dread
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| Of the things that go on inside
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| Someone else’s head
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| Whether it be trivial
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| Or something that Dante said
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| But baby nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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| No matter how well you know someone
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| You can only ever guess
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| How can you ever really know somebody else?
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| It takes more than a lifetime
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| Just to get to know yourself
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| Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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| I have to say a word about solitude
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| For the soul it sometimes they say can be good
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| And I’m partial to it myself, well I must confess
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| Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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| Well there’s Sartre and Camus, Nietzsche and Hesse
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| If you dig deep enough
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| You gonna end up in distress
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| And no one escapes having to live life under duress
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| And no one escapes the meaning of loneliness
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| Well they say keep it simple when it gets to be a mess
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| And fame and fortune
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| Never brought anyone happiness
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| I must be lucky
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| Some of my friends think that I’m really blessed
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| Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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| No, no, no, no, nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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| No, no, no, nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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| Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness
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| Bright lights, big city nowhere to turn
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| Far cry from the streets where I was born
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| I’ve been doing some travelling
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| Sometimes the road gets hard
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| But you can also be lonely
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| Standing in your own backyard
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| No, no, no, no, no, no, nobody knows
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| The meaning of loneliness
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| No, no, no, no, nobody knows
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| The meaning of loneliness
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| Nobody knows the meaning of loneliness |