She's been out of time and out of touch
Faded signs never showed me no warnings
Through fluorescent windows
Into empty rooms
Jump inside and
She's gone come the morning
Any way the winds blow
Sunday afternoon I'm falling
Go the distance, no resistance
Spin me 'round again
Send me another kind of angel
Show me another kind of dream in red
Find me waiting
At the bottom of the moment
You know
Cause that's where you died in my head
I was waiting for that perfect chance
City life never been so exciting
Now I'm down and out on seventh avenue
Walking away, but at least I'm still fighting
Any way the winds blow
Sunday afternoon I'm falling
Go the distance, no resistance
Spin me 'round again
When all you know is a lie
And all you feel
Is the weight that's laid
Upon your shoulders
When all you hear is the sound
Of raindrops coming down
And all the fires of life you light
Can do is smolder
