Photographer's Note

"It's a lonesome feeling to go back home.
And to wander around the place.
You get off the train.
And you search and vain.
For just one familiar face.
Just arrived on the seven ten.
Thought I 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.
But I swear no one seems to care.
About a stranger in town.
I saw a cottage on.
A lonely old street.
The weeds had grown around the gate.
And somehow I felt that you would wait here my sweet.
But it looks like I'm late.
Guess I'll leave on the twelve - o - two.
Can't believe that there's no hope for you.
Is there nothing for me.
Will I always be a stranger in town.
Is there nothing for me.
Will I always be a stranger."

-Mel Torme "Stranger in Town"

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