In the crowds come streaming
Destinations dot across the lines
Dragging heavy footsteps
Heads bowed in silence, passing time

Past the milling people
Didn't have to try to catch his eye
Though the words elude him
She was never meant to be described

So it goes
Fortune favours those
The less they seek, the more they'll find
Who knows?

Tell him what he needs to know
Tell him all these thoughts should go
Oooh woah-oh-oh
Oooh woah-oh-oh

Tell him what he needs to know
Tell him where the blood should flow
Oooh woah-oh-oh
Right before he can make his move

As he tries to muster
All the courage he can find
See his chances closing
Watch the doors open, she alights

Disappointment sets in
Departing now was his daily highlight
Little piece of respite
Before he's back to work the grind

So it goes
Fortune favours those
The less they seek, the more they'll find
Who knows?

Tell him what he needs to know
Tell him all these thoughts should go
Oooh woah-oh-oh
Oooh woah-oh-oh

Tell him what he needs to know
Tell him where the blood should flow
Oooh woah-oh-oh
Right before he can make his

Tell him what he needs to know
Tell him all these thoughts should go
Oooh woah-oh-oh
Oooh woah-oh-oh

Tell him what he needs to know
Tell him where the blood should flow
Oooh woah-oh-oh
Right before he can make his move