The city grows quiet, the day is over

I count the lights, one, two, three

Late evening, the rain is warm

Coffee in my hand, my jacket on my arm

The subway sings its old song

I write the lines that nobody sees

Neon light on wet asphalt

The night is young, and I won't grow old

Night lights over my city

Every street shines, every color rich

I sing my song, the world goes still

The night gives me what I want

A window is lit, someone is awake

Music in my head until the day

The bass is deep, the voice is clear

All is well, as it always was

Night lights over my city

Every street shines, every color rich

I sing my song, the world goes still

The night gives me what I want

The lights go out, the city falls asleep

Tomorrow it will be mine again