Текст: Amos Lee. Supply And Demand. Shout out Loud.

A thousand empty window
And only half the lights are out
I wonder what these people's lives
What they might be all about

Do they got a lover
And could they have a family
Could it be they're just as lonesome
As you and me

I wanna shout out, shout out loud
Why don't you all just come on out
And we can tear it all down, yeah

White lights burning
Down an empty avenue
I wonder if their driver
Found someone he can go on home to

I wanna shout out, shout out loud
Why don't you all just come on out
And we can tear it all down, yeah

'Cause everybody's got a part in the game
And everybody's got a cross they can claim
And everybody's got somebody to blame
But we all must find our own way, yeah, yeah

I wanna shout out, shout out loud
I wanna shout out, shout out loud
I wanna shout out, shout out loud

Shout out loud, yeah, yeah
Shout out loud, yeah, yeah
Shout out loud, shout out loud
Shout out loud