Oh yeah alright, i know everything stops here
You don't love me
I am a street that you live on
With people walking towards me
And a girl at the bus stop
Reading postcards from nowhere
It feels like a movie
She saw the world and she wanted it all
Gangsters in traffic surround you
And up on the rooftop yeah she's waving
It doen't seem to matter aymore
She saw the world and she wanted it all
(what can i tell you?)
Letters and numbers surround you
And out on the corner
A policeman is sending flowers
It feels like a movie
She saw the world and she wanted it all
She saw the world like a silver ball
Stop brining me down
