It's like walking down a lonely road,
in a town where strangers live.
Where their eyes are cold and distant,
and they have no love to give.

It's like a cold winters night,
and the rain's about to fall.
And you haven't seen a friendly face,
and you have no friends at all.

Well, that's the way it's been with me,
ever since you went away.
Every week seems eternity.
Every hour seems a day.