Broken handled suitcase And a ticket in my hand No where to run no place to hide From where the common people stand Endless carousel of dreams In empty bottles and in the heroes of a comic magazine These are the times of the heart blowing in the winds of change But I could make it if I can see you right now But this world just turns around Another sad face headline falls Down from the paper stand If this world must crumble Let it crumble in my hands Yes I can make it if I can see you Right now This world still turns around This is a world that I love A world that I choose But I won't be here if I can't be here with you The world that I love The world I believe in So don't keep me waiting It's my heart that you're breaking