Hello, is anybody home The lights were on Try and switch to manual control But it's been on autopilot for so long And I've been working on the theory that Someone's always worse off And I've been thinking I'm too young And now what For you What are you going to do Can't consume slowly Too much to see Too much to read On your bridge to O.T. But someone, somewhere is Pushing a world around on four wheels And tonight in your town The stars are looking down On you and me And now what For you What are you going to do The news comes twice a week Like a chinese whisper Not the same when it reaches me Safer to see than to be seen Safer given lines to drive Between, between, between And it's such a small room It's a danger And the pictures on the wall Might mean nothing at all But they're mine Will you notice What will you say What will you say Any attempt to compensate Would not go unnoticed And I've been thinking I'm too young for all of this Too young