The night sky and the city start blending
In silence and shadows
The bright lights and the crowds never tempt me -
They miss the point
Can you tell me how I feel?
Can you tell me how I feel?
Down there it seems that everyone's psychic
And full of suggestions
Down there everyone's trying
To make their point
What about how I feel?
What about how I feel?
The are Lovers and Prophets,
Witches and Bosses,
Street Drunks, Strangers, "Girls at the office",
Talk shows with klansmen, Palmists and Con Men,
What about how I feel?
Can you tell me how I feel?
How could you know??