The subway station's closed again 
Sleeps beneath its veil of rain 
My footprints broken trail behind 
Steals the nightlights from my mind 
The dark deserted streets then clear 
Today has lived and died in here 
So I leave the chapel gloom 
To find the shelter of my tiny room 

But it's alright while the lights of the city shine so bright
It's all right till the last winding train fades from sight 
Then alone in my room I must stay to lose or win 
While these wild bedsitter images come back to hem me in 

The panelled patterns on the door 
Chase shivering shadows to the floor 
Upon the pillow worn and thin 
The memories of hopes begin 
The carpet with its flowers in shreds 
Expires a foot before my bed 
The crack that won't return again 
Advancing through my broken window pane 

But it's alright while the lights of the city shine so bright 
It's all right till the last winding train fades from sight 
Then alone in my room I must stay to lose or win 
While these wild bedsitter images come back to hem me in 

The friends I've left back home all write 
With laughing words that warm my sight 
Saying "Tell us, how's the city life?" 
and I reply and say just fine 

And so you see I can't go back 
Until I either win or crack 
I'm standing in a one way street 
The stage is set 
The story incomplete 

But it's alright while the lights of the city shine so bright
It's alright till the last winding train fades from sight 
Then alone in my room I must stay to lose or win 
While these wild bedsitter images come back to hem me in