Oh, through the red lights, the amber,
The crumpled mothers in their seats.
Pull into morning through the stations,
Do I want you because you're out of reach?
Oh, it's all there for us,
Oh, and there's nothing we can't reach.
Oh, we hold it all in our fist
And we'll run in the playground
If you just stay with me.
Oh, through the red lights, the amber
Behind the wheel of another car.
Oh, and nothing matters but these moments.
Of a different life, another path.
Oh, it's all there for us,
Oh, and there's nothing we can't reach.
Oh, we hold it all in our fist
And we'll run in the playground
If you just stay with me.
Oh, it's all there for us,
Oh, and there's nothing we can't reach.
Oh, we hold it in our pretty fist
And we'll run in the playground
If you just stay with me.