It's Monday morning and it's raining
and you're waiting for the bus.
The man in front, he reads his paper
The headline says: "It is a lie!"
You try to close your eyes

You're getting restless and the bus is late
the rain is picking up
Then from behind you hear a voice
A man who whispers "Come here and try"
"I know that pigs can fly"

You are a saint
You are a sinner
You can always be a winner
But you're not going to make it alone

(So come together)
Come together now
(so come together)
Come together now

You press your face close to the glass
and watch the city slipping by
The glass is cold and makes you numb
Then a woman starts to cry
You wonder why

And in the dawn you start to drift
your mind is floating on its own
And in the middle of that dream
you're running through the crowd
Shouting out so load

You are a saint
You are a sinner
You can always be a winner
But you're not going to make it alone
You're not going to make it on your own

(So come togheter)
Come together now
(so come together)
Come together now