Subways of your mind

1. Like the wind
You came here runnin’;
Take the consequence of livin’.

There’s no space,
There’s no tomorrow;
What we need’s communication.

Chorus:
Check it in, check it out,
But the sun will never shine;
Bury it all anyway
In the subways of your mind.

2. Like the wind
Blowin’ from somewhere,
Let a smile be your companion.

There’s no place
For any sorrow;
Time for young and restless dreamin’.

Chorus (×2)

‖: Check it in, check it out;
It’s a summer blues.
Tear it in, tear it out;
It’s a good excuse. :‖ (×4)