Well the streets are lined with cars shining blacktop
there he raised his voice that's his choice
angry he must be
well there must be something long ago oh but maybe it just happened
don't know

it's not a pretty day inside or out
when it pours it rains pours on down

here we work and work and know who we are
there they tell it's what we need to go far
well if we took all the things in the back of our minds
and lived here and now

tell me all the things that you need to say
if you never let it out it may never go away

we'll heal in time
body and mind
heal in time
pick a number and stand in line
wait and wait

leave it all as a memory
leave it all

well the clouds that hover bring in all the rain
falling on the streets with the rhythm of pain
it's not a pretty day both inside and out

it's not a pretty day inside or out
when it pours it rains pours on down

leave it all as a memory
leave it all

we'll heal in time
body and mind
heal in time
pick a number and stand in line
wait and wait

we'll heal in time
body and mind
heal in time
pick a number and stand in line
wait and wait

leave it all as a memory