Two boxes in my hand
And I don't know what I do
As the current changes
And you stand there, a smiling face
And the car won't leave this place
No two dreams are the same
The streets start to make way
No picture, no name
A band-aid on my elbow
You won't get up real soon
All these current changes
There's nothing but smiling faces
And the car won't leave this place (Car won't leave this place)
No two dreams are the same (Two dreams are the same)
The streets start to make way
No picture, no name
