Wind blows through this empty room. Like blood from an open wound. Shut my eyes, I don't wanna see. . And outside there's a big parade. Some girl, she's got it made.
On the east side of St. Lawrence Boulevard. There's a whole different world. People talking and laughing at anything. In the summertime whirl. . Nobody's asking questions.
( Jordan / Savigar / Lemesurier ). On the east side of St. Laurence Blvd. There's a whole different world. People tasking and laughing at anything. In the summertime whirl.