In a city of neon lights
twinkling distant stars scattered around
Like blooming dandelions down,
Slight daylight’s touch
And magic of Night couldn't last much.
In a city of neon lights
Streets are less walked by,
Some are going to the open bars..
Some are lost, some want to cry.
In a city of neon lights,
Lonely stranger’s silhouettes
Some kisses good night,
Some unconsciously fight.
The evening is in hands
Of thousand streets and stars,
We are dandelions in this lands,
And only puffs of memoirs in our hands.