South bound to a concrete canyon town;
I've been a hundred times before
Bright eyed for some angel on the east side;
I would drive a hundred more

Cause in my mind I can feel the sun;
Hear the subway sound billow
I can taste the water;
I can smell her on my pillow

I may be over my head, I may be out of my mind
There may be skin I can shead, there may be something divine
Cause the wind is singing out to that fog;
Rain is sounding like applause
Urging me to drive through day just to walk Katie home

... I'll keep a watch while you're sleeping
I'll kiss the hope around your eyes
... I'll lay a hand on the top of your head
be a believer for the fever starts to rise
Cause in my mind all the city lights are burning papers in the dark
I think I'll board a train tonight and wake up on...

I may be over my head, I may be out of my mind
There may be skin I can shead, there may be something divine
Cause the wind is singing out "to" that fog;
Rain is sounding like applause
Urging me to drive through day just to walk,
Drive through the day just to walk,
Drive through the day just to walk Katie home
I would drive through the day, just to walk Katie home.
			     
			     Thanks to Andrei

                          Thanks to RJ for correcting these lyrics

                          Thanks to Seth for correcting these lyrics