There Ain't You

There's a familiar chill in the city
As soon as you step off the train
And a silent movie playing in the park
And there's a line to get into the nightclub
Stretching halfway down the block
And a brand new place on the corner
That opens soon

But there ain't you
No there ain't you

There's a sweater laid out on the table
And a couple pairs of shoes
In the hall where you left a reminder to see the view
Now there's a tired man in the window
Watching darkness fill the sky
With a tumbleweed inside him just rolling through

Cause there ain't you
There ain't you
There ain't you
There ain't you