It's raining in my coffee cup Comin' down since I got up today, cold and gray And lookin' in my rear view mirror I could be anywhere but here I am, traffic jam
All these people without names Everyday we face the same routine Waiting for the light to turn green
The lady in the blue sedan Combs her hair and steals a glance at me Who is she? Does anybody hold her tight Or does she spend her days and nights at home all alone
And over in the passing zone All wrappedì up inside their own daydreams They're waiting for the light to turn green Do they wonder who I am? Do they know I'm not some damn machine Waiting for the light to turn green?
What about the love I long for? What about the child I want someday? Where are they? What about my heart's desire? What about these four bald tires I'm on? How long?
I've been goin' nowhere fast Runnin' out of time and gasoline Waiting for the light to turn green I'll be damned if I'll grow old Waitin' for these wheels to roll, not me Waitin' for the light to turn greenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
