No one really knows her first name, but they all hold her hand Everyone leans on her windowpane but no one looks in She's so far from home But only the starlight can turn this town cold And lonely is a lifetime of getting used to being alone So where do you go? The street lights come with a cool breeze and she waits all night And just before the morning sunlight, she breaks down and cries
She's trying to make it right But only the starlight can turn this town cold And lonely is a lifetime of getting used to being alone So where do you go? And only the starlight can turn this town cold And lonely is a lifetime of getting used to being alone So where do you go?