I'm standing all alone out in the pouring rain And though it really isn't like me to complain I think I'm getting used to it. I feel happyand I also feel bad I've never been herebut somehow I think I have But I'm getting used to it. (chorus) I've never been lost like this I've never been lost like this But I wouldn't be happy anywhere else Nobody to tell us what to do - all by ourselves. Don't know how I got here and I don't know why I stay The poets all around are laughing in their graves Must be something that I said. This place is not like anything I've seen before The spirits move aroundthe houses have no doors But I'm getting used to it (chorus) Isn't this a fine hello I wish I hadn't seen you go It's always a bitter pill the broken mirror's broken still The letters never made the posta thousand more I never wrote And here on dark unfriendly streetsI find the comfort that I seek And I'm happyand I've been happy... (chorus out...)