Lletres: Susanna Hoffs. It's Lonely Out Here.

Ten million people in this city
And from the air it looks so
(Pretty)
Pretty
When I get down on the ground
You won't be around

It's lonely out here
(It's lonely out here)
It's lonely out here

Ten million headlights on this highway
So you go your way and I'll go my way
Now I'm down on the ground
I won't hear a sound

It's lonely out here
(It's lonely out here)
It's lonely out here

Santa Anas bending the palms
The sun is shining on the green, green lawns
I'm stuck outside a postcard, I can't find home
Right now I'm breathing pretty hard
(Pretty hard)
Running for my life on Sunset Boulevard

Ten million people in this city
And from the air it looks so
(Pretty)
Pretty
When I get down on the ground
You won't be around

It's lonely out here
(It's lonely out here)
It's lonely out here

Oh, I can't see you
No, no, I can't hear you
Oh, where are you?
I can't see you