Another Town - Mr. Review

I, I LOOKOUT OF MY WINDOW

FROM MY ROOM ON THE 15TH FLOOR

I WATCH THE CARS OASS BY

RAIN, RAINDROPS LIKE DIAMONDS COMING DOWN

DIFFERENT KINDS OF MUSIC MIXED UP

A ROARY FRIDAY NIGHT

A GIRL, A GIRL RUNNING FOR SHELTER TO A PORCH

SHE’S CHECKING OUT HER MAKE-UP BRIEFLY

IN A SHOP WINDOW

THE BEGGAR 'STUMBLING DOWN THE SIDEWALK

TO THE MISSION POST JUST AROUND THE CORNER

TO DRY HIS WORN OUT CLOTHES

IT’S JUST A STREET IN ANOTHER TOWN

ANOTHER COUNTRY BUT THE SAME OLD SOUNDS

IT LOOKS FAMILIAR LIKE I’VE BEEN HERE BEFORE

BUT IT’S ANOTHER HOTELROOM ON ANOTHER HOTELFLOOR