I always wanted to see the lights of Broadway
I always wanted to hear the traffic roar
I always to be part of New York City's great big roar
And now I am - I couldn’t ask for more

People like us, we get through the day
Surviving the city way better than most
We go through the motions, from nightcap to nightcap
Here but not here, with the heart of a ghost

People like us, we meet up some night
In a room full of strangers who themselves friends
It feels like a dream but it's too hard to tell
Where the dream begins and the real world ends

And where, where do we belong?
We might ask ourselves
Where, where do we belong?

People like us, we sure get our kicks
And we heal awful fast and we don't even scar
We are here but not here in a room full of friends
We could join in the fray or stay here where we are

And where, where do we belong?
Do we need to ask ourselves
Where, where do we belong?
People like us, damaged goods
Where?

We dance alone on a crowded floor
We weren’t given much
And we don't expect much more
'More' is not a word we use
'More' would never be enough

And where, where do we belong?
We only have ourselves
Where, where do we belong?

People like us
Lost and found
Where?
Where?