Cars and trucks fly by me on the corner
But I’m all right, standing proud before the signal
When I see the light, I know I’m more than just a number
And I stand before you or else we just don’t see the other
Computer age, computer age, computer age
Bikes and vans fly by me on the desert
But I’m all right, standing out here in the hot sun
When I see the light, I feel like more than just a number
And I stand before you or else we just don’t see the other
Computer age, computer age, computer age
Precious metal lines, molded into highways
Running through me so microscopically
Days and nights, weeks and months and seasons
Rolling through me so chronologically
I need you to let me know that there’s a heartbeat
Let it pound and pound and I’ll be flying like a free bird
And you need me, like ugly needs a mirror
And day by day this horizon’s getting clearer
Computer age, computer age, computer age