In the city, the streets gleam with neon.
You, a name in my mind, a flame that burns for no reason.
I wait for you somewhere, maybe today, maybe tomorrow,
In this story waiting for our next scene.
In the city, the streets gleam with neon.
You, a name in my mind, a flame that burns for no reason.
I wait for you somewhere, maybe today, maybe tomorrow,
In this story waiting for our next scene.