I who need to give more to life,
heed the rhythm of life
which keeps this feeling alive,
ticking, ticking
My rhythm is wanting, you.
Your part is wanting.
Is your heart wanting too?
Is your heart wanting ?
Why dont you give it.
All day
Waiting for your freedom,
waiting for a call,
waiting for a trickle down
from those who have it all.
Whats the point of waiting?
What comes to those who wait.
Take hold; make your history,
before it gets too late.
Lets not wait too long
to get this story started.
What we got to lose but sing the blues
the moment that were parted.
Theres people worse off in this world
than me and you,
so give what you can to your fellow man;
let love come through.
Our hearts are yearning.
Our souls are burning.
While we were earning
Round and round our minds are turning.
Waiting for the night to come,
waiting for our chance to come,
waiting to let down our hair,
waiting to escape anywhere.
All day
Heed the rhythm of life
which keeps this feeling alive,
ticking, ticking
My rhythm is wanting, you.
Your part is wanting.
Is your heart wanting too?
Is your heart wanting ?
Why dont you give it.
All day
Our hearts are yearning.
Our souls are burning.
While we were earning
Round and round our minds are turning.
Waiting for the night to come,
waiting for our chance to come,
waiting to let down our hair,
waiting to escape anywhere.
All day