Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Temps
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Zavaglia
Songwriter
Ryan Hutcheson
Songwriter
Angus Kiley
Songwriter
Liam Cockshell
Songwriter
Testi
As the lights of blue and green
Stretch across the rainswept windscreens
I realise, I still haven't found you
And as the night drowns in its vanity
Well I'm lost and alive in starlit city, come on
You know that bedtime never comes to soon
Darling you look like you don't wanna be here
You look like you don't wanna be here
But the night life shouldn't be feared
It's only starlit city, it's only starlit city
Well I don't really care
For the black vests or the bleach blonde hair
No I really don't, because I know
That none of it is real
And the side fringe, on the sidewalk
Well his tattoos got him past the small talk
But when the morning comes
She'll see how he really feels
Singing darling you look like you don't wanna be here
You look like you don't wanna be here
But the night life shouldn't be feared
It's only starlit city, starlit city
Starlit city, starlit city
Starlit, starlit city
Singing starlit, starlit city
Singing starlit, starlit city
Singing starlit, starlit city
Well I don't agree with you at all
I think you're good enough to be called beautiful
But that's okay, I guess we can't always share
The same point of view
And starlit city well it lingers on
To the beat of temporary favourite songs
And I vaguely recall wanting to hold your hand
Underneath the tired moon
Darling you look like you don't wanna be here
You look like you don't wanna be here
But the night life shouldn't be feared
Darling you look like you don't wanna be here
You look like you don't wanna be here
But the night life shouldn't be feared
It's only starlit city, starlit city
Starlit city, starlit city
Starlit, starlit city
Singing starlit, starlit city
Singing starlit, starlit city
Singing starlit, starlit city
Written by: Andrew Zavaglia, Angus Kiley, Liam Cockshell, Ryan Hutcheson

