|
Green light turns to yellow, all the signs say wait |
|
Despite the call for caution you're out there pushing fate |
|
A voice inside you says a smarter man would turn and run |
|
And you can't help but wonder if you'll live to see the sun |
|
But the night is calling your name |
|
Nobody's right, no one's too blame, (It's too late to run) |
|
Just pray you don't become a victim of the game |
|
Somewhere there's a siren, your heart is in your throat |
|
Hard cold reassurance, blue steel in your coat |
|
How did a boy from |
|
Kansas ever wind up on these streets |
|
It's not what you intended, but now you're in too deep |
|
And the night is calling your name |
|
Nobody's right, no one's too blame, (It's too late to run) |
|
Just pray you don't become a victim of the game |
|
Did someone recognize you, is your cover blown |
|
Headlights turn the corner and you're standing there alone |
|
And the night is calling your name |
|
Nobody's right, no one's too blame, (It's too late to run) |
|
Just pray you don't become a victim of the game |