From the bright busy streets of the Charing Cross Road
To the dark little alleys in old Soho
From the smart noisy clubs where everyone goes
To the dark little streets that nobody knows
Nobody notices, nobody misses me
Nobody knows if I really exist
I'm a-nobody's shelter, I'm a-nobody's cover
I'm a-nobody's lover and nobody's friend
So used to lying, and pretending
I'm nobody's fool and I'm nobody's friend
I can go for a walk on a crowded street
and see millions of faces staring at me
Some of them smiling, some of them blind
But most of them don't even know that I'm there
That's how I want to be 'cause no one belongs to me
I'm nobody's fool and I'm nobody's friend
Nobody grieves for me and nobody bleeds for me
I'm nobody's fool and I'm nobody's friend
So used to lying, and pretending
I'm nobody's fool and I'm nobody's friend