In the bl ue light
Of the Belvedere Mote l
Wondering as the tele vision burns
How the heart approaches what it year ns
In a fe-ver
I distinctly hear your voic e
Eme rging from a dream the dream returns
How the heart approaches what it year ns
A fter the r ain on the Inte rstate
H eadlights sli de past the moon
A bo ne-weary traveler
W aits by the side of the road
Where's he going?
I dr eam we are ly ing on the top o f a hill
And he adlights slid e past the moon
I ro ll in your arms
And your vo ice is the heat of the night
I'm on fire
In a phon e booth
In some local bar and gril l
Rehe arsing what I'll say m y coin returns
How the heart approaches what it year ns
How the heart approaches what it year ns