As I walk around the lonely town The cloak of night wears a moonlit gown The lamps reflect my dreams In the rainy streets of lovers' streams Strangers pass me by, where do they go To say goodbye or to say hello? To empty rooms alone Or to arms that long to seem them hold? As a thousand windows light the shadows of the night And a thousand rooms are hidden from my sight With the young, the old, the lonely and the lovers there Does the city have no time to care? In the busy crowd that hurries by Do strangers care if you laugh or cry? But then, of course it's true That the passerby has troubles too On the road of life, where we belong You hope someday, someone comes along Through light, the windows of Hearts that long to find their own true love As a thousand windows light the shadows of the night And a thousand rooms are hidden from my sight With the young, the old, the lonely and the lovers there Does the city have no time to care?