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