There’s a bright light, in a grey town

There’s a lonely girl

And the rain comes down

There are dark clouds, in an angry sky

There are no more dreams

And she can’t see why.

There’s a darkness, there is no sound

For every lost girl

There’s a tale to be found

There are cinders, there are dying flames

There are long lost friends

That are now just names.

She remembers the time of her life

Can’t forget how she dreamt all the time

Can’t recall how his face became lost in the race

To the line.

There’s a half truth, there’s a white lie

All the clocks have stopped

And the time flies by

There are nightmares, there are day dreams

There’s a morning chill

That tears at her seams.

There’s a black car, by the roadside

The easy way out

Is to climb inside

There’s a crossroad, that she stands by

There are choices she makes

But they make her cry.

She remembers the time of her life

Can’t forget how she dreamt all the time

Can’t recall how his face became lost in the race

To the line.