She falls down in the traffic   A little dream upon her knees   The melody she has is tragic   She tries to smile and turns to me      And now I can see   Oh and now I believe      She gets up for tomorrow   A little voice below the stream   Crucified for suggestion   Like a ghost she turns to me      And now I can see   Oh and now I believe      What a meaningless sensation   To be out here on your own   When it's all just devastation   Hold your breath and let it go      She falls down in the traffic   A little dream upon her knees   She falls down in the traffic   Tries to smile and turns to me      And now I can see   Oh and now I believe