You spent most of your summer days out on the fire escape,
Searching for your own face in the crowd,
And you know deep down you’ll never find yourself that way,
But you’ve never known another way how.
So when a good thing comes along you keep your sunglasses on,
And by the time you turn to look its just a silhouette.
So when you finally find yourself back in your better days,
Well those days have simply come and they have left.
You see new york city from your fire escape,
All the little people stepping over their sewer grates,
And it seems nothing much can change the way you see yourself,
When you wish that you were somebody else.
Well you don’t kiss so you don’t tell.
And i can’t seem to tell your story well…
That’s ’cause i call it how i see it, i tell it how it is…
I don’t care about your dreamin’, it don’t matter how you feel…
And it seems to me like you’re scared of falling down,
But baby you can’t fall if you’re already on the ground.
So you button down your sweater as you zipper up your coat,
So that not a single man could ever read the words you wrote,
And so you stay up there in your tower all alone.
You see new york city from your fire escape,
All those privileged people eatin’ from their silver plates,
And it seems nothing much can change the way you see yourself,
When you wish that you were somebody else.
Oh you wish that you were somebody else,
Each and every day as you take your makeup off the shelf,
And it seems nothing much can change the way you see yourself,
When you wish that you were anybody else.