Just arrived on the 7:10
Thought I'd see the old gang again
But you know how they come and go
I'm just a stranger in town

Everywhere, everyone I see
Seems to wonder who I can be
And I swear no one seems to care
About a stranger in town

I saw a cottage on a lonely old street
The weeds have grown round the gate
Somehow I felt that you would wait here, my sweet
But it looks like I'm too late

Guess I'll leave on the 12:02
Can't believe that there's no more you
Is there nothing for me?
Will I always be a stranger in my own hometown?