MacCormack-Manzanera Bright lights and the city lights are all that I need Got away from the country life they're all friends to me But the roar of the streets and the cold window pane Keeps me from you Sidewalk talk in the bitter night brings a kid down so fast Sit in bars watching cars I'm just hoping to see you pa** But the scream off the street and the cold window pane Keeps me from you Some way one day we're on our own Put out my hands and touch your face Some way can't say I'm all alone don't recognise this time ot place I see your face in Strange sights in the car headlights of the shop front display See me glide on the city tide am I Stealing your heart away Or does the lure of the street and this cold window pain Keep me from you