Easter Parade Lyrics - Rickie Lee Jones

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