It's three o'clock in the morning And it's time to go The traffic's moving Just like a circus show There's a car crash in my head And one on the road And nothing seems to go As I planned it to go So I'll just take it as it comes Cause it all just might be a joke And I'll take it as it goes It goes away with my better days In every situation There's a moment of hope From 57th To the streets of Rome So we stand in line And we quietly wait our turn Just to see that nothing is
What it seems to be So I'll just take it as it comes Cause it all just might be a joke And I'll take it as it goes It goes away with my better days So much to see But I'm caught in between All that I've got Well I can't choose between What's fake and what's real Coax me to stop Won't you come lift us up I'll just take it as it comes Cause it all just might be a joke And I'll take it as it goes It goes away with my better days