John Miles – Stranger In The City
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Buildings tower round me like they're waiting for the kill.
For days I haven't eaten and I really do feel ill.
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If I cry for help, would you hear my call?
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If I stumble now, would you let me fall?
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Won't you give me a hand? Try to understand, I'm a stranger in the city.