I was born in a departure lounge and I'm still waiting for my gate to call
People passing on the concourse don't register at all
The empire builders are trowelling away
The landfill dogs are waiting for their day
And me?
I'm still waiting for my gate to call
Brick by brick it all takes shape
'Til they're walled in with no escape
And me?
I'm still waiting for my gate to call
You know I promised you the world and it's mine to give
But the repossession took my stereo and my will to live
I've got to get out of here right now