Nowhere

So cold today

Wind is blowing

You turn your face away

Can hardly see where you're going

Walking downtown

Eighth Street, Washington Square

Stepping carefully

In the footprints someone left there

While the city all around you

Becomes only paper thin

And the wind on your face

Is freezing someone else's skin

And the sun is making movies

Slo-mo black and white

You wish you could breathe the cold air

And feel it move inside

I know what it is to be nowhere

I know what it's like

I know what it is to be nowhere

Long ago in your room

Pretended you were far away

Then you looked into your mother's eyes

Saw no one was reflected there

Now your secrets are your companions

You know them all by heart

They're written on your body

You read them in the dark

Carved underneath your sweater

So you'll always remember

At least they're something to hold onto

Hold onto

I know what it is to be nowhere

I know what it's like

I know what it is to be nowhere

Nowhere

Walking downtown

To a place you've never been before

Go inside and say your name

And close the door

Go inside, say your name

And close the door

Go inside

Go inside

Go inside