I want to be your midnight rider I want to be your backseat driver I want to be your rainbow flyer I want to be your midday glider I want to get so much higher because when there’s smoke there is fire I want to be your next-door neighbor rolling like thunder underneath your cover...

And everything will be coming up rainbows because in every cloud you will find a silver lining in April showers will bring May flowers don’t you know and should the stars align well it’s all about timing...

I want to be your midnight rider I want to be your backseat driver I want to be your rainbow flyer I want to be your midday glider I want to get so much higher because when there’s smoke there is fire I want to be your next-door neighbor rolling like thunder underneath your cover

Then Bridge:

And after all this time my picture still hangs on your wall and since you’ve been gone well my tears have been falling down like waterfalls and visions of faded scenes I still can’t remember them all and no matter how hard you try you can’t recall them at all..

And everything will be coming up rainbows because it in every cloud you will find a silver lining and if you plan to see it one day you’re gonna watch it grow and should the stars align with it’s all about timing..

I want to be your midnight rider I want to be your backseat driver I want to be your rainbow flyer I want to be your midday glider I want to get so much higher because when there’s smoke there is fire I want to be your next-door neighbor rolling like thunder underneath your cover