Lonely Hearts, Los Angeles

I'm sitting in this hotel room tonight Somewhere above my head The Hollywood sign burning bright Through the walls I hear lovers fight The TV's on, I keep it playing for the light There's ringing in my ears all the same Beneath that noise, a silence so divine 20 dollars for a drink from the minibar Stare at the sky but can't see any stars Awake, in this borrowed room Thoughts spinning in the cosmos like a moon Awake, my dreams in a line Waiting for my mind to go black I listen to the ghosts in the corridors All the men and women that were here before Just a stranger in this strange town I'll be forgotten tomorrow when they turn the bed down Awake, in this borrowed room Thoughts spinning in the cosmos like a moon Awake, my dreams in a line Waiting for my mind to go black Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh All the lonely hearts, that travelled so far To drink in bars where no one knows your name To the night we belong, our stories, our song Spirits dance in the corner of our eyes Raise your glass with trembling hands Curse the devil as you stand Hear him laugh, drink deep anyway Oh-oh, oh-oh Hear him laugh, drink deep anyway Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh, oh-oh Hear him laugh, drink deep anyway Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh