There's a cold wind*
Blowing on me
And the buildings
The buildings and trees
Oh, so lonely
Come back to see me
I've been joking
I've been shooting the breeze
I've been looking
But always I'm really so lonely
Come back to see me
I won't think a little thing
We're only as free as leaving
So lonely
Come back to see my everything
All the old things
Are still new to me
All the buildings
This is the city I sleep in
Come back to see me
I won't think a little thing
We're only as free as leaving
So lonely
Come back to see my everything
My everything

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