Testo: Amos Lee. Supply And Demand. The Wind.

Saturday night, my head is spinning.
I wonder who's heart I've been sinning for.

Cold rain blows on my window.
Soft sand gone from my pillow.

One more step that I've been taking,
Yes and one more,
I don't need no more breaking up.

All the red lights, how they are
Burning down the highway.

I remember when the wind
Had blown my way.

But the wind blew down my line.
Yeah, the wind, blew down my line.

Man on the street, each day I'm passing.
A small bite to eat is all he's been asking for.

Oh, but cold steps is all he's been yeilding.
Oh, and now I know that empty feeling.

Yeah, the wind blew down my line
Yeah, the wind blew down my line.
Yeah, the wind blew down my line

(Thanks to Lauren for these lyrics)