| I’m lost again and I’m on the run |
| Looking for love in a sad song. |
| With your avenger eyes and your catlike ways |
| I can hold you. |
| You are a fool for me to be cruel. |
| I’m leaning on this bar listening to you sing |
| And your sad song rings in my ears and I start to cry. |
| He’s searching |
| She’s showing |
| See him he’s in a deep |
| Deep spell he knows she’s glowing. |
| I can find within my mind a way to go |
| I can look deep into your light and shout |
| Hold me Hold me Hold me Hold me Hold me. |
| I hear the saxophone and it tears my soul |
| And we’re feeling old |
| Feeling so cold |
| She is the torch and she is the theme |
| She could be a dream but — oh boy — is she real. |
| Try to avoid her eyes |
| To avoid her words |
| They will hit you with all that you feel. |
| He’s searching |
| She’s showing |
| See her eyes they are bright tonight. |
| See the stars coming out tonight. |
| See the moon looking down tonight |
| See how they light your way tonight. |
| See my eyes they are bright tonight. |
| See my hands reaching out tonight. |
| Hear my words they are dynamite |
| See how they light your way tonight. |
| See her eyes they are bright tonight.. . |
| See her eyes they are bright tonight. |
| See how they light your way tonight. |