Atlantic City’s full of sinner saints
And Broadway’s full of kids who stay out way too late
Silverlake has shakes I can’t forget
Your lipstick on the scar of a cigarette

I’m lost, I’m lost from finding
Is what you told me true?
The highway lights are blinding

Still I believe…
Morning comes
The sun is yours but I’ll be gone
So dry your tears we’re still
Lovers in a song

Seen Lemmy at the Rainbow holding court
I’ve seen Memphis mama’s waiting by the back door
Saw London rain wash out a Brooklyn night
I’ve seen Copenhagen fading in my mind

I’m lost, I’m lost from finding
Is what you told me true?
The highway lights are blinding
Still I believe… it’s such a shame

I heard you say that, I heard say
I heard you say that, lovers are blind
It’s just the same, the same old game
Where lovers love, our love is insane
Hang up on me girl, why start a fight?
Another phone I smash in the wall
You got me drinking and now I’m thinking
Make up sex when I see you again?
It’s such a shame that…
Morning comes
The sun is yours but I’ll be gone
So dry your tears we’re still
Lovers in a song

The truth about love, it can not be explained…
But girl I’ll stop the world if you ask me to