Smoke blows off the west coast
The east coast plays, oh so cold
The cars, they are moving so slow
Seems like they are going nowhere
You don't return any of my calls
The standard you play, you're so busy
I am just here in my lodge
The wind it makes me , oh so crazy
We've got to find a way out of here
Before somebody else does
A million people waiting in line
Like you and me, waiting to shine
The flower case is empty
Looks like the water's dried up
The petal skin on your forehead
Slowly it turns from grey to red
These walls, they make a hollow sound
You see we were always unbound
The grease stain on my forehead
Slowly it fades from grey to dead
We've got to find a way out of here
Before somebody else does
A million people waiting in line
Like you and me, waiting to shine
The smoke has now disappeared
Leaving me without your touch
The cars, they have now been parked up
Seems like they have reached to nowhere
You don't return any of my calls
You see, i just have to understand
I am just here in my lodge
The wind is now my friend
We've got to find a way in this place
Before somebody gets hurt
A million people waiting in line
Like you and me, waiting to shine
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