Turn on the Party Lights Songtext
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Turn on the Party Lights Songtext
We sing for the racing hearts and nothing more
We stay up all night and dance only when we′re in a trance
We still get turned on by the cities at dawn
Always looking for the danger birds around us
Where there's a faint light I can meet you there
Hidden in the corner where the winds are blowing recklessly
We still get turned on by the static in the air
Running with the runaways you′ll see me
I'll dig myself a hole
Like a cabin in your soul
Like a million dollar home
Where memories don't get old
We sing for the racing hearts and not much more
We turn on the party lights and dance until we′re in a trance
We still get turned on by the troubled ones
Shivering for the danger birds around us
Hyperaware that there′s a menacing rain
We tie our ties right and we drift in the upper air
Running with the runaways you'll see me
I′ll dig myself a hole
I'll make a record of my own
Like a cabin in your soul
Where memories don′t get old
I rise and you'll fall
Like I was never yours to hold
The old fashioned rock and roll
Where memories don′t get old
So I'll dig myself a hole
I'll make a record of my own
Like a cabin in your soul
Where memories don′t get old
We stay up all night and dance only when we′re in a trance
We still get turned on by the cities at dawn
Always looking for the danger birds around us
Where there's a faint light I can meet you there
Hidden in the corner where the winds are blowing recklessly
We still get turned on by the static in the air
Running with the runaways you′ll see me
I'll dig myself a hole
Like a cabin in your soul
Like a million dollar home
Where memories don't get old
We sing for the racing hearts and not much more
We turn on the party lights and dance until we′re in a trance
We still get turned on by the troubled ones
Shivering for the danger birds around us
Hyperaware that there′s a menacing rain
We tie our ties right and we drift in the upper air
Running with the runaways you'll see me
I′ll dig myself a hole
I'll make a record of my own
Like a cabin in your soul
Where memories don′t get old
I rise and you'll fall
Like I was never yours to hold
The old fashioned rock and roll
Where memories don′t get old
So I'll dig myself a hole
I'll make a record of my own
Like a cabin in your soul
Where memories don′t get old
Writer(s): Renaud Brustlein Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

