Who am I living for? I can see the writing on the wall, I can't ignore this war, At the end of it all, At the end, at the end, It's never easy to be chosen, Never easy to be called, Standing on the front line when the bombs start to fall,

There ain't no brakeman on this train We had our chance, it slipped away Don't call my name Watch what you're doing now Staring down the double line We're flowing off behind I never see your face no more I left you standing on the shore We made mistakes

'Cause your love is my love And my love is your love It would take an eternity to break us And the chains of Amistad couldn't hold us If tomorrow is judgment day And I'm standing on the front line And the Lord asks me what I did with my life I will say I

All that you want Is standing right in front of you All that you need It's all for you I saw your face, stuck in a crowd Silently screaming out loud I felt the beat echo your heart Throw me a line 'cause it's too far

You live without shame You’re digging up a gold mine Standing on the sidelines You are caught up in your gravity Watching through the looking glass Singing your own praise I would not expect you felt alone in standing north Better to rise above the

I'm her getaway driver Her getaway driver So I keep the engine running She'll be my gasoline She treats my heart like a stolen car All the while she had the keys Standing in the line of fire When she's feeling reckless Tangled in her messes

Don't you know It sounds like a whisper Talkin' bout a revolution, oh no They're talkin' 'bout a revolution While they're standing in the welfare lines Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation Wasting time in the unemployment lines Sitting

By the way I tried to say Ooh, ah, guess you never meant it And there's a light on I'd be there waiting for Standing in line to See the show tonight Standing in line To see the show tonight

Are you ready for a good time Then get ready for the night line She make you fly You all breathe it, we all need it Who all need it, who all need it Are you ready Sweet apple pie Standing in the street Hands outta line

Heart beat, heart beat, Why do you fail me now? You hurt me, desert me, In my darkest hour Heartbeat, heartbeat, Why do you keep me here? How could I help but admire her beauty? Standing on the line between desire and duty Heartbeat, heartbeat