You go on I'll be okay
I can dream the rest away
Its just a little touch of fate, it will be okay
It sure takes its precious time, but it's got rights and so have I
I turn my head up to the sky
I focus one thought at a time
I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttoned sleeves
You couldn't be alone, the time I feel like I am walking blind
I have no where I'll have time
I like the way that you talk
I like the way that you walk
It's hard to recreate such an individual game
You wait your turn in the queue,
You say your sorry's and thank you
I don't think you're ever
A hundred person in the room
You're not in the room
You're not in the room
Deepest of all the dark nights
Till I's, the highest of highs
Neapolitan Dreams, stretching out to the sea
You wait your turn in the queue,
You say your sorry's and thank you's
I don't think you're ever
A hundred person in the room
You're not in the room
You're not in the room