So cold today Wind is blowing You turn your face away Can hardly see where you're going
Walking downtown Eighth Street, Washington Square Stepping carefully In the footprints someone left there
While the city all around you Becomes only paper thin And the wind on your face Is freezing someone else's skin
And the sun is making movies Slo-mo black and white You wish you could breathe the cold air And feel it move inside
I know what it is to be nowhere I know what it's like I know what it is to be nowhere
Long ago in your room Pretended you were far away Then you looked into your mother's eyes Saw no one was reflected there
Now your secrets are your companions You know them all by heart They're written on your body You read them in the dark
Carved underneath your sweater So you'll always remember At least they're something To hold onto, hold onto
I know what it is to be nowhere I know what it's like I know what it is to be nowhere, nowhere
Walking downtown To a place you've never been before Go inside and say your name And close the door
Go inside, say your name And close the door Go inside, go inside, go insideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
