[Intro] [Male Vocal, bright and earnest] There are systems in the hallway There are signals in the street And a person must be ready For important work at three feet [Verse 1] [Male Vocal] At the elevator landing Everybody likes to wait I respect their patience But we must not make it late There is a circle glowing There is work that must be done So I step into position As the designated one [Pre-Chorus] [Male Vocal, building with pride] Some may call it pushing (Some may call it pushing) Some may call it play But without my contribution We might stand there half the day [Chorus] [Male Vocal with bright harmonies] The button I must press The button I must press Order needs assistance This is not a time to guess If a light can turn on gently Then the world can do its best I have done my little part And the light can do the rest [Verse 2] [Male Vocal] At the corner by the crosswalk There is traffic going by Cars appear determined Not to notice me nearby There is a silver button With a picture of a hand I provide a small reminder To the laws that govern land [Pre-Chorus] [Male Vocal, sunny and sincere] Father says he did it (Father says he did it) Mother says she knows But if everyone assumes that That is how a sidewalk slows [Chorus] [Male Vocal with bright harmonies] The button I must press The button I must press Order needs assistance This is not a time to guess If a light can turn on gently Then the world can do its best I have done my little part And the light can do the rest [Bridge] [Male Vocal, half-sung and confidential] I do not seek attention I do not need a chair I simply notice moments When the button needs me there Some buttons click politely Some buttons only blink A blinking button tells me It is waiting, I would think [Final Chorus] [Male Vocal with layered sunshine harmonies] The button I must press The button I must press Civilization whispers And I answer more or less If the doors are already opening I will help them open more The button I must press Is the reason we have floors [Outro] [Male Vocal, sweetly fading] There are systems in the hallway There are signals in the street And I remain available For important work at three feet