You hold up the walls I walk the halls for the day You look across the water and the waves And I walk home in the rain You always said there was something funny about me Well, I often feel warm there, standing in the cold air With no path and no horizon About as hard as it gets Out there on the corner, I feel much like a foreigner Though we spoke the same language And smoked the same cigarettes You were always talking about fighting And my eyes were always on the horizon ♪ Lately, doesn't care about love So I can never show Don't give me the ball I'm the only one won't score a goal You've always said that I act very old Though I often feel warm there, standing in the cold air With no path and no horizon About as hard as it gets Out there on the corner, I feel much like a foreigner Though we spoke the same language And smoked the same cigarettes You were always talking about fighting And my eyes were always on the horizon