Lyrics: Joseph Alan Del Ponte
Music: Joseph Alan Del Ponte
I'm looking for a way out
I'm looking for the owner of this house
It's funny how a year can change so much
And if we can, if we can run why are we staring?
We are city of lights
Who holds your hand when you're all alone?
I'll be the one who drives you home
All I can hear are parts of your stories
Playing back to me, I tread carefully
I wanna keep them in the right places
Let's spend the summer believing
Those carvings on rocks are projecting our voices
Yeah we'll be alright
I'll hold your hand 'til our bones arΠ΅ showing
Play that back to me, I'll love quietly
I wanna keep us in thΠ΅ right places
I'm looking for a way out
I'm looking for the owner of this house
It's funny how a year can change so much
And if we can, if we can run why are we standing?
Why are we staring?
We are a city of lights
And I saw a UFO last night
And you weren't home to hear me screaming
"Take me, take me" to the sky
'Cause every skyline in every city
Next to you feels all the same
And just right
You are a city
We are a city of lights