The night’s getting cold. It leads me through the city.
Sick of the silence, there’s nobody here I can talk to.
Everyone’s somebody’s one.
I lean against the wall, it seems we need each other.
A thousand girls and there’s always a lover around them.
Everyone’s somebody’s one.

All right! It’s not their fault.
I blew a fuse. All the sparks are gone.
I need somebody somewhere to turn me on.
All right! This is the scene.
I know it well if you know what I mean.
It’s nothing new. This down I’ve been before.

Lifted by a tune I sway into the day.
Someway I lose the traces of the places behind me.
Everyone’s somebody’s one.
I miss what I miss, and I don’t care what’s coming
if I should stay alone I would take home the morning.
Everyone’s somebody’s one.

All right! It’s nobody’s fault.
I blew a fuse. All the sparks are gone.
I need somebody somewhere to turn me on.
All right! This is the scene.
I know it well if you know what I mean.
It’s nothing new. This down I’ve been before.

Fine, fine, fine. After all I’m feeling fine
I stay for a while, don’t mind the time. Just let it fly.
Fine, fine, fine. It’s o.k. I’m feeling fine.
I go with the flow, on with the show. Then I say good-bye.