[04:27.00]Chinese lanterns strung above down town Los Angeles
[04:27.00]Glos softly makes the bums seem at the party
[04:27.00]Sooner or later, sooner or later, sooner or later, it all belongs to them
[04:27.00]But for this moment for this moment it belongs to us
[04:27.00]Wake up baby open your eyes look where we are today
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[04:27.00]Coney island looks to me like a photograph
[04:27.00]People posing recreating a Jackson Pollock
[04:27.00]And the Mexican fishermen, the Mexican fishermen are wall to wall but all I see is you
[04:27.00]Hold me closer, hold me closer, I am yours for good
[04:27.00]And I remember what you told me"your night is wide, you night is wide open"
[04:27.00]Get in the van, the moon is pounding, I'm not in the mood for this ride
[04:27.00]Jon's got a buzz on in the back, that's when your words came shining through
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[04:27.00]Now life is richer even when I tie my shoelace
[04:27.00]Colors brighter what did I do before you?
[04:27.00]Did I see through these eyes, see through there eyes, speak through these lips I beg to differ
[04:27.00]'Til we're daisies, 'til we're daisies, I am yours for good
[04:27.00]And I remember what you told me
[04:27.00]"Your night is wide, your night is wide, your night is wide open"