Lobby Lights

(yeah) (two a.m.)

Two a.m. in the glass tower lobby

Holding the rail, pretending it's a hobby Rain on the skylight,

heavy and cold Asking for directions but my posture is bold Got

the designer coat but no clue where to go Checking my reflection

in the polished brass glow (where we going?)

Lost in the high-rise,

looking for a sign Glamour on the outside,

breaking inside

Holding on tight to a brass rail tonight

Underneath the lobby light

(we just looking for the way)

Elevator camera watching from the ceiling

Staring at the screen,

hiding what I'm feeling

Expensive leather but my hands are shaking

Every little gesture is a scene I'm making Is it East,

is it West, is it up or down?

A golden cage in the middle of the town

(yeah,

just pretend you know)

Lost in the high-rise,

looking for a sign Glamour on the outside,

breaking inside

Holding on tight to a brass rail tonight

Underneath the lobby light

(we just looking for the way)

Holding on tight... (just a tourist in the light) (ahhhh)