Broken handled suitcase   And a ticket in my hand   No where to run no place to hide   From where the common people stand   Endless carousel of dreams   In empty bottles and in the heroes of a comic magazine   These are the times of the heart blowing in the winds of change      But I could make it if I can see you right now   But this world just turns around      Another sad face headline falls   Down from the paper stand   If this world must crumble   Let it crumble in my hands      Yes I can make it if I can see you   Right now   This world still turns around      This is a world that I love   A world that I choose   But I won't be here if I can't be here with you      The world that I love   The world I believe in   So don't keep me waiting   It's my heart that you're breaking