You never looked so good As you did last night Underneath the city lights There walking with your friend Laughing at the moon I swear you looked right
You would not believe your eyes If ten million fireflies Lit up the world as I fell asleep 'Cause they'd fill the open air And leave teardrops everywhere
I been walking Wherefore am I walking I been walking If you see me walking A-walking a-walking If you see me walking Don't avert your eyes Don't turn
When the streetlights come on and the fireflies flicker, I am walking her home making plans. With her shoes in her hands, I am watching her dance, As
Outside before you Who's left to step to? Follow me back through Should be, could be you My fear of fire back cover me Steal sure fire over me
I woke up before you in the total darkness Early morning I could hear the wind in the trees I was looking for the light to bring you out From the shadows
My girl she's asleep now Fleas leave her, jump to the ground Through a train window Flickering like a film frame With twenty-four times a second Me and
Sometimes I could know About things, you'll never know Like where we descend, at the times that we end Like where we descend Where you gonna go with a
Before you met me I was a fairy princess I caught frogs and called them prince and made myself a queen And before you knew me I'd traveled 'round the
I'm not Lisa, my name is Julie Lisa left you years ago My eyes are not blue But mine won't leave you 'Til the sunlight has touched your face She was
Well, I've come to know the look on your face When you're lyin' about where you've been Or how much you spent I know when you will raise your fingers
What if no one would kill for their religion What if no one ever had to go to war What if children of the world made the decisions Paint-By-Number hatred
The setting sun that paints a tie-dyed sky A feather bed, an ancient lullaby A kiss good night from one whose love is true That's the kind of day I wish
TV flashes down the hall Paintin' pictures on the wall And you're still sleeping on my knees And in the glow of silver light I trace the lines above
The eagle wants a canyon And a place where he can rest his wings a while The drifter wants a freight train That will carry him another hundred miles The
The train pulled into Paris like a rocket to the moon The station?s like a circus, every face is a cartoon Everybody?s stoned on pride and drunk on cheap
Communication's down I float without a light to lead me back, I'm lost again They say silence is golden, loneliness never shined like this Diseased, the
To be the last to leave the last to be gone Stolen from the ones who held onto it To be the last in line oh the ones that live on Silhouette of a dream