Where have all the people gone?
I used to know,
I used to love alone.
Slipping through my fingers;
Like a lover growing colder on the phone.
I'm nameless like a china doll,
The shadow of a ghost upon the wall;
I'm painted like moonlight in your dreams,
Nothing's ever as it seems.
There's a never ending record in the store,
The salesman doesn't hear it any more.
His face is grey like the dead;
He looks my way but nothing's ever said.
I'm nameless like a china doll,
The shadow of a ghost upon the wall;
I'm painted like moonlight in your dreams,
Nothing's ever as it seems.

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