Afterhours

It’s early morn’ watching the cars go by
As they turn off their lights
To go down the road
I see the bode always bright and close
Waiting for someone to know
Just how quickly

In the night the lights are going down
Going down with the sound
For the lovers to go home
In the afterhours, oh the happy hours
As we glide and we sing and we dance all night
In the afterhours

See the picture with the gradient ligature
A fluorescent signature
To combine
I see the light it leaves a path in sight
It dawns a flaunting light
Just how lovely

Come on and shove me like I’m somebody else
It’ll give you a story to tell
As you watch me go
As you watch me see, see what I bestow
Something you’ll never know
Like the afterhours

In the night the lights are going down
Going down with the sound
For the lovers to go home
In the afterhours oh the happy hours
As we glide and we sing and we dance all night
In the afterhours