I’m living just next to a woman  I hardly know  And downstairs they don’t even know  I’m living up here  I’m listening to voices and noises  Through walls thin as tin  I never did see through their faces  Or where they have been    I think it’s a teacher  Whose name’s on the opposite door  And someone from Turkey is living  On the opposite floor  A man from Sri Lanka  Has just made his entry today  He told me his wife and his kids  Are not too far away    Chorus  I’m just pretending that life’s never ending  Up here, up here  I’m walking and talking and  Dreaming and screaming   Up here, up here    I’ve promised myself and  my friends  That I’m soon moving out  I’ve said it to I don’t know who  And I’ve said it quite loud  But honestly speaking,  I’m not being deeply sincere  In five years from know  I probably still live up here    Chorus  I’m just pretending that life’ s never ending  Up here, up here  I’m walking and talking and  Dreaming and screaming  Up here, up here  Just like a grumpy and lonely   Old zombie  Up here, up here  But we’re just pretending that life’s never ending  Up here, up here    Up here, up here  Up here, up here…