It's a traffic jam Eight a.m
And i'm singing every song I ever heard
And up in the distance I see a river flowing
And something in me stirs
And whoever said nine to five
That's like seventy percent of my waking life
In the hands of another man's plans
Beneath fluorescent lights
If I could break away
From these mortal days
If I could find a place
Where time would wait for me
Time wait for me
Well it looks like it's gonna be another one of those nights
Working late under fluorescent lights
And I'd much rather be
In bed...
With my lover resting my head
Telling stories till the morning light
And we wonder why our father's don't know their sons
And we wonder why our children play with guns
And we wonder all these things
In front of our TV's
Then we wonder when the next show is coming on
If I could break away
From these mortal days
If I could find a place
Where time would wait for me
Someday we're going to see
Blue skies
Waiting, above the lights
Someday we're going to see
Blue skies
Waiting, above the lights
Someday we're gonna see
Blue sky
If I could break away
From these mortal days
If I could find a place
Where time would wait for me