Used to work as a messenger spent my days riding elevators in the heart of the business world till one day there came a sign in the form of a dragonfly on bay street <♪> buzzin' round from tower to tower at the twilight of the working hour had he taken a wrong turn? was he lost without a trace? just like us? dragonfly on bay street in the crowd without a face dragonfly on bay street <♪> no fields for miles around as through the underground I go what was it telling me? it's better to be free? or maybe nothing at all <♪> now I work in another field spend my time keeping my eyes peeled for a sign that'll lead me home cause lord I feel so out of place just like that dragonfly on bay street I'm lost without a trace dragonfly on bay street in the crowd without a face dragonfly on bay street it's all or nothing at all