lines show the time reds your color i still dream counting sheep even though im older put the headset on oh the night is young what are we doing that becomes you from a street light glow put your lipstick on down the staircase hop a turnstile gone juvenile something for nothing watching the day break again pennies cast in a fountain this is our childhoods end calm our screaming tongues pour the bottle down where are we going last calls approaching singing how soon is now order another round change on the table play my favorite song lights in her eyes is this a clue i still feel butterflies every time im near you juvenile something for nothing watching the day break again pennies cast in a fountain this is our childhoods end blinking stoplights red replaying what was said ears are ringing in the silent street pull your coat up tight with a kiss good night raise your arm and hop a cab youre home