Last night I saw you in a neon dream
all lit up in a throw back scene
the streets were wet in reflective haze
where the truth is shadowed
by the fire's blaze.
The heart it sings and then the heart it pains
something lost is something gained
a kaleidoscope of mystery
all wrapped up in you and me.
But, I would pay big dollars now
just to know you're dancing, somewhere, somehow
another night in a neon dream
things aren't always what they seem.