| On the corner every night | |
| Lost and worried | |
| Calling to names of people she has known | |
| Where did they go? | |
| And she's always alone | |
| She wonders if the names remember her | |
| She's the girl that no one could recognize | |
| That no one could identify | |
| Cause no one had heard anything | |
| From anyone who knows anything about her | |
| There's no one to recognize | |
| And no one to identify | |
| The people in her life are just people in her mind | |
| On the sidewalk late at night | |
| Candlelight | |
| Writing down names of people she has known | |
| So many names | |
| And she sits there alone | |
| And wonders if they still remember her | |
| She's the girl that no one could recognize | |
| That no one could identify | |
| Cause no one had heard anything | |
| From anyone who knows anything about her | |
| There's no one to recognize | |
| And no one to identify | |
| The people in her life are just people in her mind |