Lletres: Jeremy Messersmith. Skyway.

You take the skyway, high above the busy little one-way
In my stupid hat and gloves at night I lie awake
Wonderin' if I'll sleep
Wonderin' if we'll meet out in the street

But you take the skyway
It don't move at all like a subway
It's got bums when it's cold like any other place, it's warm up inside
Sittin' down and waitin' for a ride beneath the skyway

Oh, then one day, I saw you walkin' down that little one-way
Where the place I'd catch my ride most everyday
There wasn't a damn thing I could do or say
Up in the skyway

In skyway
Skyway