I'm bored with my day, so go out for walk Meet a man on the streets and i just start to talk Explain my dilemma about you leaving me Or was it the other way i never looked to see I see you in her like a ghost in the wind Pressing me softly and stirring me up again He looks at his watch like he has some place to be But what's more important than listening to me There's something here that wasn't before An empty space with an unlocked door This man on the streets just wants to get by But i keep talking, i keep repeating your lies Take a quick breath and he looks to leave Got some change in my pocket so offer some coffee Just for a minute i got a job to do with my name on it, it doesn't involve you Heat from the streets is wrapping me up, the sun's falling down And I'm outta luck Something better to do than listen to you That's what you said when you left too I'm bored with my day So go out for a walk