High up there br About halfway up the building br You can see her in the window br She sits there for hours br Searching the faces, the people in the street below br Wondering br br Does anybody care? br br Moving with purpose in their oblivious way br Making their appointments happily on time br Clocking the minutes of a prosperous day br br Does anybody care? br br In her sad eyes br She knows the secret br The terrible truth we hide in our lies br We are br All of us br Alone.