I thought that dreams belonged to other men. 'Cause each time I got close they'd fall apart again. I feared my heart would beat in secrecy. I faced the nights alone, oh, how could I have known.
I run a comb through my hair. And step out in the street. And the city's the color of flame. In the mid-summer heat, oh yeah. . Jennifer's got her daddy's car.
(Eric Carmen/John Wesley Harding). . I like the colors. I like the way they move. They're all so brilliantly realized. They just could not be improved.
(Eric Carmen/Dean Pitchford). . On this night. On any hot, summer night. Every girl. Every red-blooded boy. Is cryin' out. With one great voice. They wanna jump.
I thought that dreams belonged to other men. 'Cause each time I got close they'd fall apart again. I feared my heart would be in secrecy. I faced the nights alone.