In this city...
...there are no people.
The lights are on in all the houses.
But, there is nobody on the streets
Are there people inside? I peek in a window to find out.
There are people. But they are with "them".
I look in other houses. These people are with "them" too.
This city is just like all the rest.
Being with "them" is fun
More fun than being with people
Nobody comes outside anymore
There are no people in this city
I will leave this city and go to nother one. I hope that I will meet someone.
Someone Just For Me
But if that special someone falls in love with me...
...I will have to leave that someone.
Even so, I want to meet that special someone. This is what I think as I leave the city with no people.