

(mmm-hmm) Lonely in a new city,
don’t know a single name
Streetlights blur through window glass,
everything looks the same
Boxes still unopened, stacked against the wall
I came here for a fresh start,
didn’t expect to feel so small
But the coffee shop on the corner knows my order now
And the woman at the market taught me how
To say good morning in a way that feels like home
Maybe I’m not as lonely,
maybe I’m just growing
This new city’s got a rhythm I’m just learning
Every corner that I turn
is a page slowly turning
I came here empty-handed,
scared and small and free
Now these warm streetlights are starting to look like they know me
Six months in, I found a bench that fits me right
Watched the same sunset paint the buildings orange-bright
Made a friend from nothing,
just a nod and then a name
Turns out lonely’s just the entrance,
not the whole damn game
Maybe home’s not a place you find
It’s a place that finds you,
one day at a time
One coffee, one stranger,
one street you love to walk
Until the lonely turns to something you’d call home
This new city’s got a rhythm I’m just learning
Every corner that I turn
is a page slowly turning
I came here empty-handed,
scared and small and free
Now these warm streetlights,
yeah, these warm streetlights know me
(they know me)
(yeah, they know me now)