there’s a light in the alley from the late night restaurant there’s road off winding That takes you anywhere you want there’s an all night diner where i go sometimes to watch the cars on the street through the old crooked blinds
there’s a waitress there who serves me black tea with a smile she calls me sweetheart and honey and lets me stay there awhile the cooks in the kitchen put on the country radio they play lefty and tammy and the old opry show
when i walk back out i’m headed for the park i put my hands in my pockets and watch the moon in the dark it’s back to work on monday but for now i’m free i let bus pass me by and walk awhile down the street the city lights are burning it’s like an old photograph yeah i know i never i left here but i feel like i’m coming back
there’s my old house on harmon we’d sit out on the roof listen to the interstate and wait for the stars to come through and now the soft church lights fall down on the scene i remember when i was younger how much i use to dream
i turn back down the drag on that old familiar road i use to work at this building and after work we’d all go to spider house or somewhere with some music or a book we all had stories back then we had our versus and our hooks
when i walk back out i take the way through the park i kick the leaves as i’m walking and watch the moon in the dark it’s back to work on monday but for now i’m free i let the bus pass me by and walk awhile down the street the city lights are burning it’s like an old photograph yeah i know i never i left here but i feel like i’m coming back