Stains hug the corners of every room
Windows brace themselves for the daylgiht coming soon
Downstairs the city hits my steps like a tide
Maybe I can chalk this up to a dream tonight

You float like a ghost out of my bedoroom
You say come to bed, daylight is coming soon
You ask me questions under Christmas lights
There is no cure for misunderstanding tonight

The skies ahead are waking up gray
All of the girls singing Spanish on the subway
Blinded by the dimmest city lights
The skyline is fading into white

Linnea

The streets filled wtih the backs
Of a thousand broken people and a thousand rusted Cadillacs
Seems like a heartache could destroy the city
As we stepped onto the concrete, you looked so pretty

The skies ahead are waking up gray
All of the girls singing Spanish on the subway
Blinded by the dimmest city lights
The skyline is fading into white

Linnea