Rickie Lee Jones - Easter Parade lyrics

The line of traffic comes to stand still For the love came out in the morning air I find the place I started from The wild is calling, this time I'll follow Easter parade In the beautiful typewriter's quiet Confetti falls from every window Throwing hats up in the air A city perfect in every detail Easter parade I know you, birthday cards and silent music Paperbacks and sunday clothes In the hallway and railway stations Radio across the morning air A crowd of people everywhere And then the people are running forward Easter parade