Lovers they walk on the bright side of the street
  And the city it shines in surprise in the ice cream heat
  And I want to be kissed in the haze of this hotel room
  Before the evening steals the afternoon
  
  And the traffic it shakes as my travel shaver drones
  And the maid she mistakes my 'come in' for a 'please leave me alone'
  But I want to be held in the swell of her sweet perfume
  Before the evening steals the afternoon
  
  Before the daylight dies and the dusty sky gets rusted up with tungsten
  Before the phony night stakes its claim on walkers waiting at the junction
  
  From the blue shade of the park, couples emerge
  Dropping hands like they're still scared to get caught
  But I want to be caught in their rage of embraces too
  Before the evening steals the afternoon