Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Greg LoPiccolo
Greg LoPiccolo
Bass
David Penzo
David Penzo
Drums
Eric Brosius
Eric Brosius
Guitar
Janet LaValley
Janet LaValley
Guitar
Terri Brosius
Terri Brosius
Keyboards
Tribe
Tribe
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Greg LoPiccolo
Greg LoPiccolo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Sheldon
Chris Sheldon
Producer
Gil Norton
Gil Norton
Producer

Lyrics

Through the windshield, on the footbridge
They cling to each other at the close of day
They've not a care for the crush of traffic
Their captive audience, they say
Look, we've each other
What more could we ask for?
We're right where we want to be
We're right where we want to be
And my heart skips and I twist a little
And the light's green and I drive away
I think, who knows
What it is, what it might be
I know anything goes
I've been there, don't remind me
I think, who knows
What it is, what it might be
I know anything goes
I've been there, don't remind me
All kinds of twisted thoughts
Swirling through her head
She's already wondering about the baby
And look at him, watch his eyes
Who knows? Could be
He's already gone for the weekend in his mind
So here I am, all on my own
Looking around
Sun is shining
Everything's moving
Distance stretching in all directions
And now I feel the wave inside
And now I feel the wave inside
I stop my crying
So here I am, all on my own
Looking around
Sun is shining
Everything's moving
Distance stretching in all directions
And now I feel the wave inside
And now I feel the wave inside
I'll hide my smile
Written by: Greg LoPiccolo
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