(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)



Once on a cold grey morning

I was walking home alone

The traffic light in the falling rain

The unanswered phone



I was so sad and lonely

On a lonesome avenue

So sad and lonely

What could I do



Once I opened a drawer

In a room of a strange hotel

I saw a photograph of you



You looked so sad and lonely

On a lonesome avenue

So sad and lonely

What could I do



Once in a railway station

In the city where I live

The windows were like mirrors

In this train

'Hey, what you're doing with your life