Waiting for the Light to Turn Green

It’s raining in my coffee cup
Comin' down since I got up today, cold and gray
And lookin' in my rear view mirror
I could be anywhere but here I am, traffic jam
All these people without names
Everyday we face the same routine
Waiting for the light to turn green
The lady in the blue sedan
Combs her hair and steals a glance at me
Who is she? Does anybody hold her tight
Or does she spend her days and nights at home all alone
And over in the passing zone
All wrappedì up inside their own daydreams
They’re waiting for the light to turn green
Do they wonder who I am?
Do they know I’m not some damn machine
Waiting for the light to turn green?
What about the love I long for?
What about the child I want someday?
Where are they? What about my heart’s desire?
What about these four bald tires I’m on? How long?
I’ve been goin' nowhere fast
Runnin' out of time and gasoline
Waiting for the light to turn green
I’ll be damned if I’ll grow old
Waitin' for these wheels to roll, not me
Waitin' for the light to turn green