The fuzzy little lights turn into cars
Then they disappear below
Heading to the airport, heading to the suburb
Going wherever they go
People on the bridge are closer, warmer
Move in a natural flow
Heading to the station, heading to the cafe
Going to see the show
I wouldn't worry about how I'm gonna take it
You should do whatever you will
I might look small from your skyscraper but
Baby I'm made of steel
You know that things get out of focus
I wanna know how you feel
Gotta go to this one, heading to another one
Spin the hamster wheel
The fuzzy little lights come into focus
The city comes into view
I'm heading to the gate, I'm heading to the taxi
Heading home to see you
I wouldn't worry about how I'm gonna take it
You should do whatever you will
I might look small from your skyscraper but
Baby I'm made of steel