Another hundred people just got off the train
and came up to the ground.
While another hundred people just got off the bus
and are looking around.
At another hundred people who got off of the plane
and are looking at us,
who got off of the train and the plane and the bus.
Maybe yesterday.
It's a city of strangers.
Some come to work, some to play.
A city of strangers.
Some come to stare, some to stay.
And every day,
the ones who stay can find each other in the crowded streets,
in the guarded parks.
By the rusty fountains and the dusty trees with the battered barks.
And they walk together past the posted walls with the crude remarks.
And they meet at parties through the
friends of friends who they never know.
Will you pick me up or do I meet you there?
Should we let it go?
Did you get my message?
Because I looked in vain.
Can we see each other Tuesday if it doesn't rain?
Look, I'll call you in the morning.
Oh, my service will explain.
Another hundred people just got off of the train.
It's a city of strangers.
Some come to work, some to play.
A city of strangers.
Some come to stare, some to stay.
And every day,
some go away.
Oh, they find each other in the crowded streets
and the guarded parks.
By the rusty fountains and the dusty trees
with the battered barks.
And they walk together past the posted walls
with the crude remarks.
And they meet at parties through their
friends of friends who they never know.
Will you pick me up or do I meet you there?
Should we let it go?
Did you get my message?
Because I looked in vain.
Can we see each other Tuesday if it doesn't rain?
Look, I'll call you in the morning.
Oh, my service will explain.
And another hundred people just got off of the train.
And another hundred people just got off of the train.
And another hundred people just got off of the train.