Spotlight sweeping an empty stage For a prima ballerina that has passed away
Sirens dopple after semi-automatic report Chargers whine through the valley concrete Reminds me of the squeal of stolen Sprees Across the fields of my memories
Summer in the city Bring me low
Lonely backyard dog sings out to the moon Beyond the garage, a yellow Zephyr on blocks Windows rust shut, the fan is not enough Feel the heat and sorrow descend into my heart
Summer in the city Bring me low
Wait up with me tonight if you want Till the moment is gone
Don't go to the BP after dark Don't be caught dead at the Short Stop Green lights are flashing, no love for the outer ring All the cops are working traffic for the stadiums downtown
Summer in the city Bring me low
Wait up with me tonight if you want Until the feeling is gone
Mass for the shut-ins, the dread of sleep It's on ice, but it won't keep
Summer in the city Bring me low Bring me low Bring me lowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
