

(ooh-ooh, yeah)
Streetlights flicker on the avenue
Everyone is walking two by two
They have a place,
they have a name
I'm just standing in the frame
And the music plays behind closed doors
Footsteps fading on the wooden floors
I'm outside looking in
Underneath the cold wind
Wishing I could hold your hand
Finding where the lonely stand (alone,
so alone)
Another party on the second floor
Shadows dancing by the double door
I hear the laughter,
feel the beat
But I am frozen on the empty street
I'm outside looking in
Underneath the cold wind
Wishing I could hold your hand
Finding where the lonely stand (alone,
so alone)
Just outside... (where
do I go?) Left in the dark...