Stop banging away on my kaleidoscopeStop draining the color out of my sceneJust play me something I can dance toI can dance to anything you wanna singSo lock me up in a studioFill it up with sound and scenariosStop blocking the driveway with your carPut the butterfly in the bell jarIt's the first time that I worriedOf a bad dream, of a journeyOn the highway, through the valleyIt's a long road through the nightIt's a long roadThey're exchanging force in the front yardLet the hours tick past the deadlineGet another stamp in your passportWash your records down with some red wineDelete the progress on your gameTry to fall asleep while your ears ringFrom the loudest songs on your mix tapeI can dance to anything you wanna singNo reason, no actionNo silence, no help hereNobody came runningUp by my sideIt's the first time that I worriedOf a bad dream, of a journeyOn the highway, through the valleyIt's a long road through the nightIt's the first time that I worriedOf a bad dream, of a journeyOn the highway, through the valleyIt's a long road through the nightIt's a long road to get it right