Won't you come round my way For some conversation, please It's a conversation piece Oh won't you come round my way Take me back to California To those crystal neon signs The traveling sensation I'm blinded by the light There are eyes on every corner

Shine you light, shine your light on me Ya know I just couldn't make it by myself I'm a little too blind to see. Precious angel, under the sun How was I to know you'd be the one To show me I was blinded, to show me I was gone How weak was the foundation

Don't speak Now you're gone There's a lot that you don't notice When you read between the lines The future's out of focus, When you're blinded by the light. It's a hope for all the hopeless In the worst of trying times