Lyrics

Another hundred people Just got off of the train And came up through the ground Well, another hundred people Just got off of the bus And are looking around And, 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 And the guarded parks By the rusty fountains And the dusty trees With the battered barks Ans they meet at parties Throught the friends-of-friends Who they never know "Will you pick me up Or do I meet you there Or shall we let it go " "Did you get my message? 'Cause I looked in vain Can we see each other Tuesday If it doesn't rain? Look, I'll call in the morning Or my service'll 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 And another hundred people Just got off of the train Another hundred people Just got off of the train
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim, Daniel Bernard Roumain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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