Lovers in a Song - New Politics

Atlantic City’s full of sinner saints

And Broadway’s full of kids who stay out way too late

Silverlake has shakes I can’t forget

Your lipstick on the scar of a cigarette

I’m lost, I’m lost from finding

Is what you told me true?

The highway lights are blinding

Still I believe…

Morning comes

The sun is yours but I’ll be gone

So dry your tears we’re still

Lovers in a song

Seen Lemmy at the Rainbow holding court

I’ve seen Memphis mama’s waiting by the back door

Saw London rain wash out a Brooklyn night

I’ve seen Copenhagen fading in my mind

I’m lost, I’m lost from finding

Is what you told me true?

The highway lights are blinding

Still I believe… it’s such a shame

I heard you say that, I heard say

I heard you say that, lovers are blind

It’s just the same, the same old game

Where lovers love, our love is insane

Hang up on me girl, why start a fight?

Another phone I smash in the wall

You got me drinking and now I’m thinking

Make up sex when I see you again?

It’s such a shame that…

Morning comes

The sun is yours but I’ll be gone

So dry your tears we’re still

Lovers in a song

The truth about love, it can not be explained…

But girl I’ll stop the world if you ask me to