Strangers in an Alley

I am reading your diary

I got one of your copies when you were passing them out

To strangers in an alley

I am surprised that they cared that you've been everywhere

Sigh, your eyes on the marquee

You're high on the design, it's so cheap, the way you believe

In strangers in an alley

I am surprised that they cared that you've been everywhere

I am reading your diary

I got one of your copies when you were passing them out

Mine's the picture of envy

I got one of your musings for laughs, as if you will last

To strangers in an alley

I am surprised that they cared that you've been everywhere