When the City Lights Fade
I can see the stars when the city lights fade
Wrapped behind the clouds
In a silent promenade
And maybe for a second
I can hear their souls speak
Whisper that your passion
Doesn't equal your dreams
And tell me that
There really ain't a purpose for life
It's all chaos wrapped tight with a bow
Some people would fold
I never aim low
I always had goals
That could break a mans soul
Been called a lot of things
And I really don't care
Because
I don't complain about what's not fair
Because
No ones looking out for me
Because
That's the way it should be
When autumn leaves
Get turned to dust
And your cheap rings
Begin to rust
I'm rushing home I need the lights
I need a place to just live my life
And I'm not worth much more
Than a bag of ice
But at least I can keep you warm at night
Cause
I can see the stars when the city lights fade
Wrapped behind the clouds
In a silent promenade
And maybe for a second
I can hear their souls speak
Whisper that your passion
Doesn't equal your dreams
And tell me that
There really ain't a purpose for life
It's all chaos wrapped tight with a bow
Wrapped behind the clouds
In a silent promenade
And maybe for a second
I can hear their souls speak
Whisper that your passion
Doesn't equal your dreams
And tell me that
There really ain't a purpose for life
It's all chaos wrapped tight with a bow
Some people would fold
I never aim low
I always had goals
That could break a mans soul
Been called a lot of things
And I really don't care
Because
I don't complain about what's not fair
Because
No ones looking out for me
Because
That's the way it should be
When autumn leaves
Get turned to dust
And your cheap rings
Begin to rust
I'm rushing home I need the lights
I need a place to just live my life
And I'm not worth much more
Than a bag of ice
But at least I can keep you warm at night
Cause
I can see the stars when the city lights fade
Wrapped behind the clouds
In a silent promenade
And maybe for a second
I can hear their souls speak
Whisper that your passion
Doesn't equal your dreams
And tell me that
There really ain't a purpose for life
It's all chaos wrapped tight with a bow
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Writer(s): Richard Stephens
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