Vārdi: Days Difference. Numbers. Sidewalks.

I stand by a busy street
Motion passes by
She walks across from me
Starlight in her eyes
A simple phrase
The perfect line
I meet her gaze
She catches mine

How I wish for you to come
To my side of the sidewalk
If you would take my hand
I'd take you to a place
Where simpler things are true

I spend all my money's worth
Trying to get to you
I call in the pouring rain
From a phone booth
This avenue
Is a parking lot
The lights are red but I
I can't stop

How I wish for you to come
To my side of the sidewalk
If you would take my hand
I'd take you to a place
Where simpler things are true

(incoherent chanting)

How I wish for you to come
To my side of the sidewalk
If you would take my hand
If you would take my hand
If you would take my hand

How I wish for you to come
To my side of the sidewalk
If you would take my hand
I'd take you to a place
Where simpler things are true