Strange faces flicker in the movies Broken people fill my screen I catch my reflection, it's just a trace of me Before it disappears into the streets I must have been a million different places Oh the things that I have seen Everyone knew me from my couch to Radio City But I barely know the person that I've claimed to be And it's up all night Down all day I don't know where I'm headed But it seems I know the way I'll wait for the lights to fade out And walk into the fray We all end up there anyway I'm still looking for the kindness of strangers It'll make you rich, won't cost a thing So I dance wordlessly around these city scenes Reaching out for friendship And the goodness that it brings Holding onto hope I don't need a decent reason Yes and though it disappears sometimes It returns with every season