Traffic's at a standstill
And I can't see the moon through the city light
And I'm staring out a window
At a life on foreign soil
City's changing lady, but some people stay the same
Not looking for a hero
I'm just waiting for simplicity
Cause it used to be so simple
Living my life on so little
Before I started admitting what gets the best of me

And I wait with bated breath
For the pieces that were left
Can't teach them what we don't know
Can't teach them what we don't know
I'm standing on the overpass
With shredded papers and broken glass
There's got to be a single better place to talk this over
You can tell me about my failings
Or is enough to know I'm fine with them
If it's good enough
I'll embrace it
And it's close enough
So close I can taste it
These days are my days
And that will never change


Lyrics submitted by eltroyo11

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