Waitin', waitin', oh I know how it feels to be Just another face in the crowd To feel like a whisper In a world that's much too loud Tryin' to find
Jimmy was a shadow, the youngest of three boys How he longed to feel the light Jimmy's older brothers sure could make some noise So he became the quiet
It's just the southern road that you leave by and open windows in your car. It's the breathing of the city that says leave me behind. Forget tomorrow
This sunlight cutting through the open fields. Can't be communicated by radio waves. And through this flashlight keyhole memory. Receive a thousand signals