Слова:
John Miles Stranger In The City

help, will you hear my call? If I stumble now, would you let me fall? Won't you give me a hand? Try to understand, I'm a stranger in the city. Stuck

If I turn round and I look down And I stare at all the people, Would it change me, Rearrange me, Make me become aware? 'Cos I want to, I'm gonna love

Manhattan Skyline, Broadway Lights, There's all you want in cheap delights. No good end for what you buy, Some down and out to tell you why. Names of

Misty silence of the early morning All around another day is dawning. Goodbyes ain't easy, So no-one sees me when I go. Only time is gonna last forever

Talking with sweet Lorraine, Looking at the world through rose coloured glasses. Dreaming of sweet Lorraine, Wishing she could be everybody she passes

for help, will you hear my call? If I stumble now, would you let me fall? Won't you give me a hand? Try to understand, I'm a stranger in the city. Stuck

There's a man behind the guitar And he's not too happy as a superstar. Am I asking too much Will you reach out and touch The man behind the guitar?

for help, will you hear my call? If I stumble now, would you let me fall? Won't you give me a hand? Try to understand, I'm a stranger in the city. Stuck

in my napsack Giddy up, the next town I rode thru I had to threaten to blow their city up Undebts with Chief Black, caught five miles west sell us some