On the nights on Broadway (blame it on the nights on Broadway) Blamin' it all (I'm blamin' it all) Singin' them straight to the heart songs Singin' them sweet sounds Singin' them love songs (yeah, yeah) Well, I had to follow you Though you did not want

Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound I know the sound, of your heart You're so conceited, I Said "I love you" What does it matter if I lie to you? I don't regret it but I'm glad that we're through So don't you tell me that you 'just

Let's build a stairway to the stars And climb that stairway to the stars With love beside us to fill the night with a song We'll hear the sound of violins Out yonder where the blue begins The moon will guide us as we go drifting along Can't we sail away

Lost aggressive youth You know what you’re breeding Chew us up, spit us out Push us back, hold us down What were you expecting? We are the faces lost in the crowd We may be down but we'll never be, never be out You will hear our sound Will you bite your

They resounding I didn't hear it I'd fallen into a pit of lies I try to dig around the other side And much to my surprise I was to blame for all the rain Diamond in the wishing well Falling underneath the spell Save me from the wicked waves

There ain't no grave can hold my body down Ain't no grave can hold my body down When I hear that trumpet sound I'm gonna rise right out of the ground Well, look way down the river, what do you think I see? I see a band of angels and they're coming after

In the dark In the dark, it's just you and I There's not a sound and there's not one sigh Just the beat of my poor heart Now, in the dark I get such a thrill Well, well, when he places his fingertips upon my lips And he begs me, "Please be still In the

Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh Wake up to the sound of your fleeting heart When you go, what you leave is a work of art On my chest, on my heart And my love is yours but your love's not mine And we'll hate what we've lost but we'll love what we find She went out

On the nights on Broadway (blame it on the nights on Broadway) Blamin' it all (I'm blamin' it all) Singin' them straight to the heart songs Singin' them sweet sounds Singin' them love songs (yeah, yeah) Well, I had to follow you Though you did not want

And tonight I wanna drive so far we'll only find static on the radio And we can't see those city lights and I love the way you look in a firefly glow Saying everything without making a sound, Standing on your shoes in my bare feet, dancing to the rhythm