Coming to the V.U. on a cold fall night,
Blending with the crowd in my trench coat and a tie,
Everyone will dance and we will rock and roll all night long.
The Fellows are opening for Jon and Ken,
Helping us to reach a state of teenage zen,
As cool as anything I knew. I knew I was wrong.
And you wanting everyone you know to always be okay....
Follow you at night we go across Red Square.
It's one in the morning and there's no one else there.
Kneeling in the fountain, hear your whispers in the dark.
The viewing of the sky in telephoto lens,
Gave me the illusion we could just be friends,
Now we're shaking hands, agree to always drift apart.
And I loved you so even though you would already leave me.
You took a stand next to, "The Man Who Used To Hunt Cougars For Bounty."