Look at the boy
He’s not a boy anymore
Stranded in someplace with
his family and land
But he’s got other things
he wants to understand
Oh look at the boy
Thick skinned and a scar
He knows his duty well
But still he stares
In a daze of wonder
He could be anywhere
Teens rush into the city
Everybody’s searching for a chance
He’s stuck in pause listening to songs
The boy with the television on
Out here all is quiet
And the moon listens to your heart
There’s a shuffling in the woods
From time to time
Perhaps the animal inside is alive
He wishes he could
measure up to someone
Looking up to father figures all his life
And life in Technicolor
Is a journey without end
Beyond problems boundaries and strife
Yeah
Teens rush into the city
Everybody’s searching for a chance
He’s stuck in pause listening to songs
The boy with the television on
Won’t you look at the boy
Yeah yeah
Got to look at the boy
Out there in dreamland
wherever that may be
They got programs for every person
What he might like to see
No one’s forgotten no one’s left out
Dreams are selling cheap these days
Without a doubt
Oh look at the boy
His eyes are in the back of his skull
Blinded by the light not a worry in sight
He says everything’s alright
but I’m not done
You know
Teens rush into the city
Everybody’s searching for a chance
He’s stuck in pause
Listening to songs
The boy with the television on
Yeah
Won’t you look at the boy
Yeah yeah
His eyes are in the back of his skull
He’s stuck in pause
Listening to songs
The boy with the television on
Uoh oh oh
Oh oh
He’s stuck in pause
Listening to songs
The boy with the television on
He’s stuck in pause
Listening to songs
The boy with the television on
He’s stuck in pause
Listening to songs
The boy with the television on