Crazy Mixed Up World

Late at night when the world is winding down, I get the feeling something's wrong. I take a walk through the streets of the town, Hear voices calling, but then I carry on. In paper boxes down the cold alleyways, I see the victims of the night; The lonely people who have known better days, And now they're hiding from the light. Yet someone sleeps in a warm feather bed, And someone is near the fire glow; While some folk think they'd be far better dead, It's a crazy mixed up world you know. Rain soaked pavements reflect the neon light, And somewhere nearby a sad cafe; With 'certain ladies', just a part of the night, But true love seems many miles away. Yet someone smiles at a welcoming touch, And someone will say 'I love you so'; While some folk think that the pain is too much, It's a crazy mixed up world you know. Time goes slowly and the night lingers on, Then suddenly the shadows disappear; A new beginning, with the bright morning sun, And it's time to throw away your fear. People rising and about to take flight, Hurrying to catch the morning train; They've disappeared, those 'certain ladies' of the night And the world starts turning once again.