All our lives we're dreaming, dreaming, dreaming For nights like these! All our lives we're waiting, waiting, waiting For nights like these!
Turn the lights down low I don't wanna see the crowd cause I know I made a bunch of calls tonight To everyone I know, but no one could go
What you think it's gonna happen? Straight in the island of Manhattan Couple struggling, standing there, clapping Like who the hell is this rapping?
Fast forward years later Jump right in without a life savior Mind the details and... major And I don't know what's next, but my mind seems made up
See what happens now Is anyone care, so I'm asking around And I'm starting from my... and I'm crashing down And I'm on my own this time around
All our lives we're dreaming, dreaming, dreaming Oh for nights like these! All our lives we're waiting, waiting, waiting For nights like these!
Turn our radio loud I close my eyes now, I see the whole crowd Open out and start looking now Like damn, this is weird, what a hell I do know?
A long ways for the long days Trained to the city, walk a long pro way Back down a long hallway Hum for myself another song like always!
Just a care from the... that got lost in The lights in town just blurred That's why I keep going and the fire still burning I found something... now I move forward
See what happens now Does anyone care, so I ask around I'm starting from my... I'm crashing down I'm on my own, I crash around!
All our lives we're dreaming, dreaming, dreaming For nights like these! All our lives we're waiting, waiting, waiting For nights like these! Oh, oh, oh, oh
For nights like these! Oh, oh, oh, oh For nights like these! Oh, oh, oh, oh
Compositores: William Ernest Lobban Bean (Beat Locker), Richard Andrew Conte ECAD: Obra #15427015