

(hummmm) Lying on the hotel bed,
shoes still on
Dust in the light,
another day has gone
That kid selling water in the middle of the road Mentioned a
city he'll never get to behold
(ahhh) Read receipt glowing in the quiet dark
Left on seen, just a cold gray
mark (ooh-ooh)
Four walls of quiet,
collecting empty space
Looking at the screen,
staring at the base
He yelled out Paris,
but he's under the heat We're all just waiting on a crowded
street
Oh,
we're waiting under neon clouds (yeah!)
Just a read receipt... (hummmm)