Look at the boy
He's not a boy anymore
Stranded in someplace with his family and land
But he's got other things he wants to understand
Oh, look at the boy
Thick skinned and a scar
He knows his duty well
But still he stares
In a daze of wonder
He could be anywhere
Teens rush into the city
Everybody's searching for a chance
He's stuck in pause, listening to songs
The boy with the television on
Out here all is quiet
And the moon listens to your heart
There's a shuffling in the woods
From time to time
Perhaps the animal inside is alive
He wishes he could measure up to someone
Looking up to father figures all his life
And life in Technicolor
Is a journey without end
Beyond problems, boundaries and strife
Yeah…
Teens rush into the city
Everybody's searching for a chance
He's stuck in pause, listening to songs
The boy with the television on
Won't you look at the boy…?
Yeah yeah…
Got to look at the boy…
Out there in dreamland wherever that may be
They got programs for every person
What he might like to see
No one's forgotten, no one's left out
Dreams are selling cheap these days
Without a doubt
Oh, look at the boy
His eyes are in the back of his skull
Blinded by the light, not a worry in sight
He says, everything's alright, but I'm not done
You know…
Teens rush into the city
Everybody's searching for a chance
He's stuck in pause
Listening to songs
The boy with the television on
Yeah…
Won't you look at the boy…?
Yeah yeah…
His eyes are in the back of his skull…
(He's stuck in pause
Listening to songs
The boy with the television on.)
Uoh oh oh
Oh oh
(He's stuck in pause
Listening to songs
The boy with the television on.)
He's stuck in pause
Listening to songs
The boy with the television on
He's stuck in pause
Listening to songs
The boy with the television on…