Walk out of the door and make my way up the streetnCold wind in my eyes, runs a tear down my cheeknNot a soul to be heard, so no point to complainnAt least the sound of the birds compensates for the rainnnHit the queue for the bus and then I join the linenSame faces for the last ten years of my lifenSee them more than my friends; I couldn't tell you their namesnShattered glass on the floor, the kids have run out of gamesnnAnd I don't see that's ever gonna changennOne hour passes 'till I'm back on my feetn' A stone's throw I will be walking, 'till I'm off the streetnHang my coat to dry; settle down with the herdnSome I really don't mind; some just get on my nervesnnTurn my back to the clock because it slows the timenTake out a cigarette and hear the match strikenTurn the radio on to drown the sound of the rainn' Same bands, same songs play again and againnnAnd I don't see that's ever gonna changennTell me I'm not right; say what you like; I'm miles awaynAnd expect nothing changing except for the name of the daynnAnd I don't see that's ever gonna changenAnd I don't see that's ever gonna changennFrom my place of work I move away in hastenTime there moves slow but rushes when I'm awaynPass a girl from my school; the conversation's briefnGotta catch that train; get myself some reliefnnI meet up with friends and they knock off at sixnI pull at five and walk about for a bitnWatch the world go by through an empty glassnAnd I know that won't be the last, so...nnTell me I'm not right; say what you like I'm miles awaynAnd expect nothing changing except for the name of the daynnBut I don't see that's ever gonna changenBut I don't see that's ever gonna changenBut I don't see that's ever gonna changenBut I don't see that's ever gonna changennCreep back into bed and then I pull up the sheetnHigh over my head and uncover my feetn'Till the room goes dark and I'm miles awaynJump to the alarm and start another day