Another fucking day, it's still a nine to five, i swear.
i don't want to reach the top. i don't want to be a millionare.
i know that it may sound crazy, but it's driving me insane.
staring out the window of another fucking train.
We're walking arm to arm.
i won't follow. arm to arm.
i won't lead. arm to arm.
beside me until tomorrow.
arm to arm.you're walking arm to arm with me.
I'm feeling kind of homesick when i smell the old pine tree.
i felt you in the breeze, i close my eyes, it's not so easy for me.
once or twice, three times a charm.
we were walking arm to arm.
i wanted that for so damn long, but now it's gone.
i've never been so wrong.drop me a line.tell me everything that i've been missing.
won't you drop me a line. tell me where you're gonna be when i get home.
2000 years more won't end this war, my brother. half empty, half full.
you're pushing, i'm pulling.
Back in '96, sometimes i sit and reminisce.
took the train to hoboken, i didn't know it then, but that is when i found my place outisde this so-called structured life.
married to my only love and music is my wife.
We're walking arm to arm.
i won't follow. arm to arm.
i won't lead. arm to arm.
beside me until tomorrow.
arm to arm.you're walking arm to arm with me.