Elevator Man

Have you met the elevator man In the tower on 5th avenue Going up and down he calls that box his house The world calls him a fool In the stagnant night the building sleeps And he stays inside and dreams Haunted by everywhere he's been Every day I go into work I know I will see him there I press the arrow up and as I wait The elevator man appears I sense his broken gaze pass straight through me So I ask him what's your name He turns to me and says "What floor would you like?" "What floor would you like?" His reply reverberates in me "What floor would you like?' "What floor would you like?" Have you met the elevator man In the tower on 5th avenue Going up and down he calls that box his house The world calls him a fool In the stagnant night the building sleeps And he stays inside and dreams Haunted by everything it seems And he stays inside and dreams Haunted by everyone like me "What floor would you like?" "What floor would you like?" "What floor would you like?"