My Hands Are a City

My hands are a city, my building's a hundred floors My fist is a hammer they knock on a hundred doors My voice is a signal calling out My hands are a city, my building's a thousand floors My fist is a hammer they knock down a thousand doors My voice is a signal calling out Won't you wait a little while My hands are a city, my mind is a million roads My heart beats and rhythm, your heart beats are Morse codes Your voice is a signal calling out Won't you wait a little while