City streets come to life when it gets dark
Through our windows as we watch
Moving freely place to face feels so hard
Just to see is not enough
All these stories from my page speak my dreams
Through my pen they cannot hide
Of a story hidden for me in my hand
Just to know is not enough
All along the road we ride through
All along the road we see
All along the road we ride through
All along the road we see
City streets come to life when it gets dark
Through our windows as we watch
Moving freely place to face feels so hard
Just to see is not enough
Enough