I'm out on the street all alone by the newsstand
The lady of leisure comes tearin' by
Almost knocking me down
She turns at the corner and looking back
Lets her eyes send the message I'm helpless alone
And I'm goin' down
Help me I need someone gentle to love me
My life is a miserable comedy
Of strangers posing as friends
I know they don't know who I am
Hurry it's time to make your move boy
Hurry better get along with it soon boy
Hurry there she goes
Hurry she's out the door boy
You know you can win the battle but you can lose the war
Hurry are your feet glued to the pavement boy
You know you can win the battle but you can lose the war
Thought I saw a fox I did I saw a fox amidst that sea of pri-I-I-ide
Running
Let me call a hansom cab we'll both get in and then go for a r-i-i-iide
Nowhere
Nothing spoken I retreat find the subway take a seat
I let myself get in my way and let her get awa-a-aa-ay
I got off the train at the next stop and headed back uptown
And asked her quite frankly would she not prefer a beginning
by: José Duarte