I'm a walking machine
See the world flashing by
I'm a black balloon
Floating high in the sky
And I rise above it all
And I get so fanciful
As I'm going nowhere
On the western shore
There's a faint strip of light
On the harbor bridge
Traffic all backed up for miles
On this occasion, I think you could be right
You're still my baby, I'm holding on too tight
When the kids fall in love again
Little by little turning into men
In the reign of kings
Only one rule is allowed
You can be anything
Just make your mother proud
On this occasion, I think you could be right
You're still my baby, I could be holding on too tight
When the kids fall in love again
Little by little turning into men
Now you've made it
You don't have to read a map
After lightning
Always comes a thunderclap
On this occasion, I think you could be right
Don't keep me waiting, tell me what you feel inside
When the kids fall in love again
Little by little turning into men
I'm a walking machine
With the world flashing by
I'm a black balloon
Floating high in the sky
And I found a place for us
[Incomprehensible] as we're going
When the kids fall in love again
Little by little turning into men
When the kids fall in love again
Little by little turning into men
