A subtle tease drifts about my head, and whispers
Are you going home tonight? Are you going home
Are you going home tonight, are you going home
Are you going home tonight, where are you going
A silent breeze hits me as I'm lying down on the train tracks writing
A picture-perfect melody, a song with so much bite
A picture-perfect melody, too sweet for all this
Fireflies fly around the passerby and the sidewalk drawing
Is he leaving town tonight or is he hanging round
To drag another cigarette past his cold lips
To drag another cigarette past his cold lips
Are you going home tonight are you going home
Are you going home tonight where are you going
