| Was it something that you dreamed of? |
| Something that you prayed |
| Your name in lights |
| Always seem to be a |
| Part of the train |
| With your name in lights |
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| Unique from the get-go, written in your plan |
| Lightning in a bottle, no time for us to rest |
| Never be a victim, never choose to lose |
| Standing at the crossroads, looking for a muse |
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| And this'll pass away my friend |
| And this'll all fade away |
| Whoa, whoa, whoa |
| Whoa, whoa, whoa |
| Your name in lights |
| Your name in lights |
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| Never sentimental, never afraid |
| Not much devotion in the games that we played |
| And you never felt cruel |
| Never saw the wreckage that lights me and you |
| And you won't stop, don't stop |
| No you can't stop, this life I see through |
| And you won't stop, don't stop |
| No you can't stop, still I can see you |
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| And this'll pass away my friend |
| Yes this'll all fade away yeah |
| And this'll pass away my friend |
| Yes this'll all fade away yeah |
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa |
| Whoa, whoa, whoa |
| Whoa, whoa, whoa |
| Your name in lights |
| Whoa, whoa, whoa |
| Your name in lights |
| Your name in lights |
| Your name in lights |
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