Motions

Walking through the day makes me feel like the missing link And I hate the streets at night cos it's too quiet to hear me think I'm sinking through the floor I don't know what I'm trying to prove Why is it when I sit here the clouds don't seem to move Walking through the day makes me feel like the missing link And I hate the streets at night cos it's too quiet to hear me think I'm sinking through the floor I don't know what I'm trying to prove Why is it when I sit here the clouds don't seem to move