The fairgound is empty,
and cold grow your town,
hearts are a tad weaker,
just as the circus lights go down.
Don't count on your street lamp,
and the radio plays,
"I know it's over", she said,
"but truth is I miss him everyday".
Take down your guard,
it won't be hard,
once we get passed this awkward emotion,
of already knowing what just went down,
it's no surprise that it's already over,
it's already gone.
Now we barely see Leo,
the buildings lose light,
I got caught chasing shadows,
we drifted on traffic rushing by,
Dawn came with no warning,
to compel night to end,
and there is nothing like a morning,
when dawn's your only friend.
Take down your guard,
it won't be hard,
once we get passed this awkward emotion,
of already knowing what just went down,
it's no surprise that it's already over,
It's already gone, the timing was wrong,
oh but I'll light you right up with the colors that become,
who we are, we've come this far,
Oh I bet sit here and listen to the buzzing of,
a silver town car, a silver screen star,
Or we could lay here and marvel,
at the sweet sound of Saturn's guitar.