In the crowds come streaming
Destinations dot across the lines
Dragging heavy footsteps
Heads bowed in silence, passing time
Pass the milling people
Didn't have to try to catch his eye
As he starts to wonder
What'd it take for him to get inside
So it goes
Fortune favours those
The less they seek
The more you'll find
Who knows
Tell him what he needs to know
Tell him all these thoughts should go
Oh-woah-oh-oh
Tell him what he needs to know
Tell him where the blood should flow
Right before he can make his move
As he starts to muster
All the courage he can find
See his chances closing
Watch the doors open, she alights
Disappointment sets in
Departing now is his daily highlight
Little piece of respite before he's back to work the grind