7:02 Letra

than asphalt and pavement

But it's hard to see,
through the traffic and the fumes
I can't be everywhere,
but I'll be home by 7:02

I've heard that love
Is a game for the fools who play it
I've heard that war
Is a shame for the fools who wage it

But I'm getting tired
Throwing flowers at a tomb
I've got to run along
So I'll be home by 7:02

I can't carry the world on my own
And you can't help me,
But you can hold my hand if you wanted to
Just kiss me once or twice
When I get home at 7:02