Last Night of the 2023

I live in a place where not far from the subway.
I woke up on the last night of the year.
I saw the bright city in the heavy fog through my window.
And I saw the crowd looked so happy and enjoying.
They’re waiting for the new year to come.
I heard a song from online radio that said:

Go to sleep, you weary hobo
Let the towns drift slowly by
Can you hear the steel rails hummin'
That's a hobo's lullaby
Do not think about tomorrow
Let tomorrow come and go
Tonight, you've got a nice warm boxcar
Safe from all this wind and snow

I almost cried.
The lyrics must be for me.