The call of the wild, brings me to my window-sill, eyes to the dawn A tug on a heartstring by soft, unknown, fingers Leading me on, But there's only a streetlamp Standing guard to my soul
In the morning air A silent companion, waiting like me for the dawn... Faint stirrings of life are heard 'cross the rooftops Breaking the spell
Echoes of footsteps that call down the pavement With stories to tell And Chimney-smoke towers reaching out on the grey Of the morning light
Passionate fingers, outstretched in welcome for the dawn... The sound of the city Thunders around me Drags me along
The babble of voices The roar of the traffic Drown me in their song I'm only a heartbeat keeping time with a pace
Set by marching feet A pulse that beats stronger as the new day unfolds from the dawn... Can you feel it pumping? Can you feel it flowing round and round?
Can you feel it through your fingertips? To your head it flows up through the ground... Does it scare you? When you feel the scenery closing in...
Adrift on the street I merge with confusion And I feel complete Swelling with the human tide
Heart and mind electrified --I'm swaying like the ground beneath my feet We can stand and watch with pride Or maybe scorn and cricise
How people seem like rats at running pace But you and I are runners too There's nothing more that we can do But join the rats down at the starting gate
But you and I are runners too There's nothing more that we can do but run The final strait lies round the bend But I don't want this race to end...!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
