High City Lights

Like a rose that's crushed beneath a stone man's hand
Well, she buries a dream that has morning plans
And though the dreams she writes, you know, is someday true
There's nothing about the city lights and you

Nice girls like her maybe dream of diamonds,
But when you fuck, she said, there ain't no dreaming
On the elevator to the rooftop, she comes dancing
And all the boys are running, their cannons blazing

Nice girls like her maybe dream of finer things
The kind you wear that don't bring you down
Oh elevator to the rooftop, she comes dancing
And all the boys are running, their cannons blazing

Keep on running, Cinderella, don't you fade away
Keep on running Cinderella, in the dreams you'll stay
Oh the high city lights keeps you shining on
She's a burning crystal and a fading diamond

Now she sleeps on the table, and she lies in her sleep
Her own bar to play piano is her all today
Sanford is a memory, her love is a dream
And my cigarettes are shot out on the street

Now she's running against my bones again tonight
And I don't even remember what she tasted like
She's just bones now, that I would take away
And I see her in hell I'd maybe rise today

The high city lights (High city lights)
The high city lights, yeah
The high city lights (High city lights)
The high city lights, lights, lights, lights