Waiting for Green

Three chinese women on bikes at the traffic lights
Waiting for green
A guy with the cutest jacket you ever did see
Leans toward me all conspiracy
He says they're showing photographs of a child from the blast
And whose it was was not made known

Fingers, thumbs and toes
Sensory overload
All rebounds like
God I loved you
Don't you know me

Oh the horror he says as the lights remain red
I used to ride the cutest bike you never did see
Freedom he says
Freedom
In winter speeding carelessly escaping with bruises
It's past and gone except that I'm left

Fingers, thumbs and toes
Sensory overload
All rebounds like
God I loved you
Don't you know me

Then he shows me his leg
It was broken
Such a long time ago
Oh it was so long ago
They said can you feel the pain
He says can you see
I say we only see what we want to feel
We all have our own pain to deal with

Fingers, thumbs and toes
Sensory overload
All rebounds like
God I loved you
Don't you know me

My two friends they said don't be dismayed at him
He doesn't understand women