Then I saw her Then I saw her Hiding from the rain Through a revolving door She went the other way And kept walking A million disconnected things Run through her head like mannequins And all the voiceless words they say Remind her she's alone again Keep walking Keep walking She takes the subway down To an empty room in another part of town Arms 'round a violin and a fashion magazine She dreams of everything Her soul is singing There's nothing missing And no one's listening She dreams of everything On a Staten Island ferry in a see-through coat Reads every word that Kafka wrote She memorizes all the quotes But doesn't get the dirty jokes She's walking Keep walking Down to the city hall With graffitied walls To the anniversary waltz She plays her violin And the overture begins She dreams of everything Her soul is singing There's nothing missing And no one's listening She dreams of everything