Chinese lanterns strung above downtown los angeles Glos softly makes the bums seem at the party Sooner or later sooner or later sooner or later it all belongs to them But for this moment for this moment it belongs to us Wake up baby open your eyes look where we are today Coney island looks to me like a photograph People posing recreating a jackson pollock And the mexican fishermen the mexican fishermen are wall to wall but all i see is you Hold me closer hold me closer i am yours for good And i remember what you told me "your night is wide open" Get in the van the moon is pounding i'm not in the mood for this ride jon's got a buzz on in the back that's when your words came shining through Now life is richer even when i tie my shoelace Colors brighter what did i do before you? Did i see through these eyes see through these eyes speak through these lips i beg to differ 'Til we're daisies 'til we're daisies i am yours for good And i remember what you told me "Your night is wide open"