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
Every day 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 wrapped 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 hearts desire
What about these four bald tires I'm on
How long
I've been going nowhere fast
Running out of time and gasoline
Waiting for the light to turn green
I'll be damned if I'll grow old
Waiting for the wheels to roll not me
Waiting for the light to turn green
It's raining in my coffee cup
Comin down since I got up today
