She dreams in neon
And I know
I know –
They’d sell you a line
Just to make you believe
And I want to believe
I’ve tried to keep my faith
But I can’t interpret my dreams
And
All I have is words
All I have is this guitar
And
All we have are shooting stars
And
Maybe we can’t escape
But
She can make a melody
While watching the sky
And maybe I can write her a line
If it keeps our faith alive
Don’t let us become bitter things
Don’t let us fall away
She dreams in neon
And I try to keep my faith
Regarding Samuel 