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THE RAIN WAS HOT AND THE STREETS WERE EMPTY
AS DOWNTOWN CLOSED HER EYES
THE MOVIE HOUSE STOOD IN SILENCE AS
I SAID MY LAST GOOD-BYES
HER SILVER SCREEN WAS STAINED WITH MEMORIES
AS CAGNEY SHOT THEM DOWN
AND AS I WATCHED I WAS THAT HERO
IN DREAMLANDS LOST AND FOUND

OH MY GOD, WELL WE BOTH ARE EMPTY
PARADISE AND ME
DO YOU BELIEVE I´M STILL CHASING RAINBOWS
WHEN EVERYWHERE I SEE
LONELY PEOPLE, LONELY PEOPLE
UP ABOVE THESE GHETTO STREETS
IN PENTHOUSE SUITES THEY SIT AND STARE
THEY SMILE AND SAY THEY´RE FINE
BUT BEHIND THOSE SMILES THEY JUST DON´T CARE
LONELY PEOPLE, LONELY PEOPLE
BENEATH THESE NEON STREETS IN SUBWAY
SEATS THE CROWD FOR AIR
SO CLOSE AND YET SO FAR THEY SHARE THE SECRET OF DESPAIR