Melting in the Dark - Steve Wynn

8th and Alvarado

I thought I heard bells

McArthur’s Park was melting in the dark

But so was everything else

Laid out cold at midnight

Flown like a kite

Hiding in the shadows of love

And searching for night

Uptown, lost and found

Nothing left to find

Because I know that I’m not looking,

Then I know that I’m not blind

I’m not looking for an answer

I’m not looking for a sign

«C'mon,"she said, «Let's take a look around

Because I want to see what’s mine.»

I can walk away anytime.