Puddles of Neon 4 Star View

She came and met me one dark and stormy night
On some one way dead end street
Lit up by neon rain that was falling
On mascara stained desperate cheeks
Comfort then came walking down old Main
Boarded up shops all for lease
We jumped in puddles, then held each other until the rain stopped
And we released

This could be what we were looking for
This could be what I had in mind
You’re taken my heart right through the door
When you say you’re taken time
What about mine?

I laid in the park, stared up at the stars
Until the cops took me in
I answered questions and manufactured confessions
The gavel dropped on what I had been
I walked to the cell and waited for bail
Tick marked the days on the wall and scrawled your name
On the cold grey morbid keepsake
Hoping you’d call

This could be what we were looking for
This could be what I had in mind
You’re taken my heart right through the door
When you say you’re taken time
What about mine?