Under a neon sky
The Harland cranes, they fill your eyes
And through July parades
I'm clinging on for dear life

Three thousand miles from home
My fragile heart was on [bad word] And in the cold dark night
I realized what I had done, oh

Please don't turn your back
I'll change somehow
Don't look to the past
Our time is now

Under a neon sky, my favorite boy
Searched for the [bad word] And he'd led an easy life
That was until he got to you, oh

Please don't turn your back
I'll change somehow
Don't look to the past
Our time is now

Oh, get yourself out of town
There's no point hanging round
There's a passion inside
You've had since your youth

Well, you write and you write
And you work nine to five
Well, I'm doing it all
Just to satisfy you, ooh, ooh, ooh