The show is over
The lights are down low
There's nothing to see
Except for the glow of the city
Lights as they shine on

I can be more colorful
I can be more crazy too
And if I really wanted to
I can be like you
But tonight when there's no one around
I just want to be me

I look through
The crack on my window
As the night air falls
I drive on and I can't help but think
What is it all for

As I drive through your city
I've got my radio on
And I can't help but wonder now
Will they ever hear me