How are you going to make it? When the train has left the station If you have the will to change it You can find me right outside your Door In my shoes Made of dirt And my shirt Wrapped around this colored glass, And you'll dream What I've seen But you'll never get to me The walls are higher than they seem Talk it over with yourself And see if someone will reply, But you'll never get to me. It's not a promise if you break it, You couldn't meet their expectations, How you gonna tell them, I'm a cage, That we share, Everywhere, Spun around you every day, Til you die, You can try, But you'll never get to me, The wall is high as you can see, And I'm never coming down, Coming down, Get along so famously, And I'll listen to your jokes, Crawling on their nose, The world just loves a clown, Smiling as he drowns. From your doorways to the blues, Anyway that you choose, You were always a loser You know it, and we will Get together you and me, And the dream that you would change it Was the vision of a fool, That you never get to see, That you'll never get to me.