Not Alone

Here comes New Year’s morning
I’m out here in the street
Everything is quiet
And kind of incomplete

You left me without warning
Now nothing’s like before
It’s still the same old city
But you are here no more

Not alone
You’re not alone
If you’re still out here on your own
You’re not alone

Here comes New Year’s dawning
I’m out here on my feet
There is a cold wind blowing
But no place we could meet

It hit me without warning
My life won’t be the same
I see the same old faces
Except you to call my name

Not alone
You’re not alone
If you’re still out here on your own
You’re not alone
You’re not alone
Yeah, I wish you would have known
You’re not alone

This world is like a vampire
That slowly sucks you dry
We should have been together
We should have been so high
This world is just a bird cage
That doesn’t let us fly
We should have been together
We should have been
Should have been
Not alone

You’re not alone
You’re not alone

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