Terminal Light

The platform is empty, the midnight is cold
We trade all the secrets that cannot be told
You hold on my elbow, you look for a sign
While thirty-five minutes are running on time
The bass drum is kicking somewhere down below
And nobody tells us which way we should go

There is coffee in paper, the steam in the air
The flickering neon that catches your hair
We came here to dance till the morning began
Now we stand in the shadows as long as we can
I don't want the morning, I don't want the day
I want the night music that won't fade away

With the terminal light on her face
We are running completely out of space
Take my hand on the floor one more time
While the rhythm is heavy and fine
With the terminal light on her face
There is nothing the morning can replace

Your coat is too thin for the wind from the rail
Our voices are quiet, our faces are pale
We spun in the dark till our shoes came apart
With a synthesizer beating right through my heart
So don't say a word about taking the train
Just pull me back into the music again

With the terminal light on her face
We are running completely out of space
Take my hand on the floor one more time
While the rhythm is heavy and fine
With the terminal light on her face
There is nothing the morning can replace

The speakers are humming, the station is bright
We're dancing our way through the terminal light
The speakers are humming, the station is bright
We're dancing our way through the terminal light
Terminal light
Terminal light