| I looked into a windowpane
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| Last evening in a city far away
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| I was feelin' sad and blue
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| I wondered then if I should really stay
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| Wanting someone to be with me in the light of this uncertain time
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| Waiting by the window for the man inside
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| To please make up his mind
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| Will you be one who passed through but never saw
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| Never knowing never feeling anything
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| Will you live your whole life through never knowing what to do
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| Will you be one who passed through but never saw
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| I walked along the roadway to a fountain
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| Where lovers come to meet
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| A hobo walked up to me, I could tell
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| He didn’t have enough to eat
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| He said, «Good sir you look so kind
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| And though the years have stripped me to the bone
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| It seems I am the better man
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| For in this place I’ve never walked alone
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| Will you be one who passed through but never saw
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| Never knowing never feeling anything
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| Will you live your whole life through never knowing what to do
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| Will you be one who passed through but never saw
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| «Where will you be, my friendly, when your
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| Telephone ain’t givin' out no calls
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| And when the seasons come to haunt you
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| Will you still find springtime in the fall
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| And when you’re on your island
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| Will you wave at every ship that passes by
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| And will you feed a hungry man
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| I thank you, sir
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| Now I’ll just say goodbye»
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| Don’t you be one who passed through but never saw
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| Never knowing never feeling anything
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| Will you live your whole life through never knowing what to do
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| Will you be one who passed through but never saw
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| Will you live your whole life through never knowing what to do
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| Will you be one who passed through but never saw |