You know the feeling of something half remembered Of something that never happened, yet you recall it well You know the feeling of recognizing someone That you've never met as far as you could tell, well Laura is the face in the misty light Footsteps

Sometimes I wonder if the world's so small, Living in the sprawl, Dead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountains, And there's no end in sight, I need the darkness someone please cut the lights. They heard me singing and they told me to stop,

In this world o' darkness, Evil rules by night, But somewhere in the shadows, someone seeking light No one knows his neighbor here, No one has the time, No one cares for anyone else, In a world where the sun don't shine Shamsia Some sons dream of

Blank face in the windowpane Made clear in seconds of light Disappears and returns again Counting hours, searching the night Might be waiting for someone Might be there for us to see Might be in need of talking Might be staring directly at me Inside

Make someone happy, Make just one someone happy. Make just one heart the heart you sing to. One smile that cheers you, One face that lights when it nears you. One gal you're everything to. Fame, if you win it, Comes and goes in a minute. Where's the real

Maybe, all of these things make me who I am All of these things make me who I am And I am (Only looking on it with my hands down) I guess I wanted Yeah, yeah, ooh! Someone left the lights on And I am only looking on it with my hands down I just want you

With brown eyes shining, shore light on the way to go, And we lost sight of it, and breath tide up in someone's hold, That you're the best moment I have ever known. Oh, I bite my tongue, that you maybe the first to the wind 'Cause I heard each song, the

Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free But losing everything is like the sun going down on me Don't let the sun go down on me I can't light no more of your darkness All my pictures

Blank face in the windowpane Made clear in seconds of light Disappears and returns again Counting hours, searching the night Might be waiting for someone Might be there for us to see Might be in need of talking Might be staring directly at me Inside

Afterglow, we're ready for the afterglow We're ready for the afterglow Even though the dancing's done Don't worry 'cause the night is young Who cares where we go Someone hold the sunlight back 'Cause we want this light to last Smoke and lasers, love and