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I'm out on the street |
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All alone by the newsstand |
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The lady of leisure comes |
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Tearin' by |
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Almost knocking me down |
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She turns at the corner |
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And looking back |
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Lets her eyes send the message |
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I'm helpless alone |
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And I'm goin' down |
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Help me I need someone gentle to love me |
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My life is a miserable comedy |
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Of strangers |
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Posing as friends |
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I know they don't know |
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Who I am |
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Hurry it's time to make your move boy |
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Hurry better get along with it soon boy |
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Hurry there she goes |
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Hurry she's out the door boy |
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You know you can win the battle |
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But you can lose |
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The war |
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Hurry are your feet glued to the pavement boy |
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You know you can win the battle |
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But you can lose |
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The war |
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Thought I saw a fox I did I saw a fox |
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Amidst that sea of pride |
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Running |
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Let me call a hansom cab |
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We'll both get in and then go for a ride |
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Nowhere |
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Nothing spoken I retreat |
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Find the subway take a seat |
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I let myself get in my way |
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And let her get away |
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I got off the train at the next stop |
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And headed back uptown |
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I knew I could find her |
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She so needed a friend |
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I found her alone in a doorway |
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The tears in her eyes |
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Said there's nothing that you can say |
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I just need an ending |
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I gave her a flower |
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And got her to smile |
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And asked her quite frankly |
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Would she not prefer |
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A beginning |
