Good looks won't hide away a thing,
Bright eyes and silk smooth hair
I'm searching for things more of substance
That don't look good at first glance
Like you did when I saw you
Forgot all that I'd found true
City street, girl, walking up to me, girl
Knows how to tease a fool like me, girl
Let me hold your hand and get burned
Bright lights to hide yourself in
From things you need the most
Big small things that can get lost
Eyes that make promises too hard
Yet I feel that I have to
City street, girl, walking up to me, girl
Knows how to tease a fool like me, girl
Let me hold your hand and get burned