Sparks at Closing Time
(hey, hey)
Under the cranes and the yellow tape
He trades secrets for a lighter flame At the back of the
bar where the tabs escape
No names mentioned in this dusty game
Steel beams are casting a heavy shadow
But you are the spark in the concrete meadow (oh-oh-oh)
We are building a spark on a broken ground!
Love in the rubble where the trucks go down!
Hold the match, watch the sparks ignite!
An after-hours site in the fading light!
Missing receipts and the concrete dust
Hard hats sitting on a bed of rust
You write your number on a drywall sheet
Two hearts beating to a construction beat
(yeah, yeah) We are building a spark on a broken ground!
Love in the rubble where the trucks go down!
Hold the match, watch the sparks ignite!
An after-hours site in the fading light!
Trade secrets...
(ahhhh) Just a lighter on the ground...