Green lights realize Realize their fate I don't mind a million times I don't mind the wait I don't mind a million times I don't mind the things in the way I don't mind missing the train By a minute or two every day You know time keeps slipping away By a minute or two every day What's the point in not slowing? What's the point in speeding up the pace If you're already late? And I showed up on time And I looked out a five by nine window Just to see inside my mind And I fell overboard And I was not assured Of any sort of rescue at the bottom on the floor Red lights yeah they realize Realize their fate Eventually they'll turn to green And that's when they'll escape with me I don't mind a million times I don't mind the wait Lately I've been satisfied Lingering, standing by