The night sky and the city start blending   In silence and shadows   The bright lights and the crowds never tempt me -   They miss the point      Can you tell me how I feel?   Can you tell me how I feel?      Down there it seems that everyone's psychic   And full of suggestions   Down there everyone's trying   To make their point      What about how I feel?   What about how I feel?      The are Lovers and Prophets,   Witches and Bosses,    Street Drunks, Strangers, "Girls at the office",   Talk shows with klansmen, Palmists and Con Men,    Therapists, Authors, Priests and the Lawmen...      What about how I feel?   Can you tell me how I feel?      How could you know??