There’s a lady that roams across the city all alone
Have you ever seen her? she’s almost invisible
In front of our eyes on the corner of 49th and 6th
She stands there and she never leaves
Under the rain and sun, her clothes don’t get worn
Is like a rainbow of umbrellas covered her soul
I drive by in such a rush and she always seems to meet my eye
Her name is unknow but her contented smile is puzzling
There’s a lady that roams across the city all alone
Where's does she come from? where does she go?
Why doesn't her wined moth-eaten cocoon coat ever falls?
I died and I was only able to find her after I was gone...