I'm a walking machine
See the world flashing by
I'm a black balloon
Floating high in the sky

And I rise above it all
And I get so fanciful
As I'm going nowhere

On the western shore
There's a faint strip of light
On the harbor bridge
Traffic all backed up for miles

On this occasion, I think you could be right
You're still my baby, I'm holding on too tight
When the kids fall in love again
Little by little turning into men

In the reign of kings
Only one rule is allowed
You can be anything
Just make your mother proud

On this occasion, I think you could be right
You're still my baby, I could be holding on too tight
When the kids fall in love again
Little by little turning into men
Now you've made it
You don't have to read a map
After lightning
Always comes a thunderclap

On this occasion, I think you could be right
Don't keep me waiting, tell me what you feel inside
When the kids fall in love again
Little by little turning into men

I'm a walking machine
With the world flashing by
I'm a black balloon
Floating high in the sky

And I found a place for us
[Incomprehensible] as we're going
When the kids fall in love again
Little by little turning into men

When the kids fall in love again
Little by little turning into men