Another Hundred People

Another hundred people
Just got off of the train
And came up through the ground
Well, another hundred people
Just got off of the bus
And are looking around
And, another hundred people
Who got off of the plane
And are looking at us
Who got off of the train
And the plane and the bus
Maybe yesterday
It's a city of strangers
Some come to work
Some to play
A city of strangers
Some come to stare
Some to stay
And every day
The ones who stay
Can find each other
In the crowded streets
And the guarded parks
By the rusty fountains
And the dusty trees
With the battered barks
Ans they meet at parties
Throught the friends-of-friends
Who they never know
"Will you pick me up
Or do I meet you there
Or shall we let it go "
"Did you get my message?
'Cause I looked in vain
Can we see each other Tuesday
If it doesn't rain?
Look, I'll call in the morning
Or my service'll explain "
And another hundred people
Just got off of the train
And another hundred people
Just got off of the train
And another hundred people
Just got off of the train
And another hundred people
Just got off of the train
Another hundred people
Just got off of the train



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim, Daniel Bernard Roumain
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