Writers: Leo Sayer & Frank Farrell

I'm thinking of taking
The easy way out
Open the window
I'll fall to the ground
I could do it -- wouldn't be much too it

I gotta little place here in the city
It's kind of small and dirty, it's a bedsitter
And there's a lot of us living here
Wall to wall in one big house

And when the night comes 'round
I can see a lot of lonely lights
There are people in there breathing
But it don't seem right
In the streets way down below me
I'm listening for just a sound
But nobody comes around
In bedsitterland

And there's a man below me on the balcony
Crying to be heard
Screaming to be heard
I'm haunted by his words
And the people in the street just shrug their shoulders
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Saying he's disturbed
He's in another world
Screaming at the birds
Crying to be heard
I hear his every word

I've slept in the gutter on a summer's day
Oh I've bummed cigarettes in the night cafes
I've joined the breadline
Believe I got a deadline

I gotta little place here in the city
It's kind of small and dirty, it's a bedsitter
And there's a lot of us living here
Wall to wall in one big house

And when the night comes 'round
I can see a lot of lonely lights
There are people in there breathing
But it don't seem right
In the streets way down below me
I'm listening for just a sound
But nobody comes around
The lights are going down
Nobody comes around
In bedsitterland

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