Three o'clock in the afternoon
Someone shouts in a crowded room
Will somebody talk to me?
All kinds of people gathered there
To me they all seemed unaware
Of their own presence there
How would they notice him?
Rain falls from a cloudy sky
And on the sidewalk, I decide
This is my peeping-day
That is my happy day
So, I turned the corner saying
What am I supposed to do?
Every day is fresh and new
Locked up in a room full of flowers
Now I'm just passing through
Hey baby, where do you wanna go?
He said and turned up the radio
But she had her earphones on
Listening to a better song
And I smiled to myself thinking
What is she supposed to do?
Drive around the world with you
With a bag of batteries and a walkman?
Well, maybe she would
What is he supposed to do?
Watch the TV show with you
Locked up in a room full of flowers
Sorry, I'm just passing through
And everybody on the street
Acted like they were on TV
And I thought: Hey we're living in an image-factory
Choose who you wanna be
But the facelift doesn't come free
What am I supposed to do?
Every day is fresh and new
Used to be locked up in a room full of flowers
Now I'm just passing through
What am I supposed to do?
Watch the TV show with you
Locked up in a room full of flowers
No, I'll just be passing through
