Lyrics

Watch the traffic from the shoulder
Think about the way the hair fell down your face
Even now I'm getting older
In my memory not one strand is out of place

And I see you over and over
It sets my soul on the mend
Yeah I know that it's not perfect
But it's an old familiar friend

Too high to feel lonely
Too peaked to find my way
Still I sit here, one and only
Searching for something to say

And I see you over and over
But still the streetlights don't bend
Yeah I know that it's not perfect
But it's an old familiar friend

Oo Oo Oo
Oo Oo Oo
You shout it
You shout it
You shout it over and over

But still the streetlights shine on
Yeah I know that it's not perfect
Hey
Yeah I know that it's not perfect
Hey
Yeah I know that it's not perfect