Beneath the midnight caller   She thinks of paper green   You never hear them calling her name   They just know where they've been      You never hear her holler   The tears no longer come   She reads her daily book of the past   That shows of everyone      Gray years that show in her hair   Can't be, but don't seem to care   She unlocks the door   And there's no one there      She sees a daytime stroller   Walk from the night before   And though she paints a smile on her face   He won't be back no more      She's got no saint to follow   She's got no place to go   Too proud to ask an old friend for help   Too proud to let him know      Gray years that show in her hair   Can't be, but don't seem to care   She knocks the door   And there's no one there      Nobody   (Nobody)   Nobody   (Nobody)   Nobody's gonna help you now