Neon Taxi

I caught a cab beneath the signs,

Rain still shining on the door.

The driver smiled into the mirror

Like he'd seen this scene before.

Your name was burning in my pocket,

Written on a paper match.

I watched the red lights turn to green

And never turned my feelings back.

Every corner said your number,

Every window knew your face.

I was leaving, I was looking,

I was lost in chrome and bass.

Neon taxi, take me where the heartache dances.

Neon taxi, cut across the midnight chances.

If she's waiting by the lobby,

If she's gone without a trace,

Keep the meter running softly Through the city of her face.

Radio was playing something

With a rhythm made of glass.

I saw my future in the windshield,

Saw my past in every pass.

There were lovers under awnings,

There were strangers buying time.

I was rehearsing all my apologies Between the yellow lines.

Every tunnel held a promise,

Every bridge became a stage.

I was younger than the morning,

I was older than my age.

Neon taxi, take me where the heartache dances.

Neon taxi, cut across the midnight chances.

If she's waiting by the lobby,

If she's gone without a trace,

Keep the meter running softly Through the city of her face.

Don't stop at the station,

Don't ask where I've been.

Let the boulevard answer

With the glow upon my skin.

Neon taxi, take me past the blue reflections.

Neon taxi, drive me through my own confession.

If the sunrise finds me empty,

If the night still says her name,

Keep the meter running softly Till the heart forgets the rain.