| Hear the sad weary voices crying
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| In the city night
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| It’s the sound of the lonely
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| They’re singing blues
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| People walking along through
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| The steel and the neon light
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| They are tired of their struggling
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| And paying dues
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| Nobody seems to care
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| Nobody knows they are there
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| Listen, listen to the lonely
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| Listen, listen to the lonely
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| Listen, listen to the lonely
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| They’re alone in the crowd
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| All the noise is too loud
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| No one hears what they have to say
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| Restless boys picking fights in the
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| Streets and the avenues
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| All the old folks are hiding
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| They’re too scared to move
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| Empty faces staring from their empty rooms
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| Children crying for love that
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| They never ever knew
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| Nobody seems to care
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| Nobody knows they are there
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| Listen, listen to the lonely
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| Listen, listen to the lonely
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| Listen, listen to the lonely
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| They’re alone in the crowd
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| All the noise is too loud
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| No one hears what they have to say
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| They are lost in the flow
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| They’ve got no place to go
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| Their lives just seem to slip away
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| Listen, listen to the lonely
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| Listen, listen to the lonely |
| Listen, listen to the lonely
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| Listen, listen to the lonely |