As I sit here on this curb
In the middle of the night
With my guitar in my hands

Playing a lonely midnight song
A stranger approaches me and says
Why do you play

And I answer him

This parking lot and

Everyone else lies in its dark corners
And down it's dark alleyways
Is my audience

And this song is for this night
And all that comes with it
And all that belongs to it


Play for the stars
And the immobile cars

Stray cats and telephone lines
The old dumpster bins
They will all receive me

Will not turn me away
They will listen with kind ears
They will listen with kind ears


And I shiver in the cool air
My guitar echoes against the back of sleeping building

My faithful night still listens
And my faithful night still listens


Play for the stars
And the immobile cars
Stray cats and telephone lines

The old dumpster bins
They will all receive me
Will not turn me away

They will listen with kind ears
They will listen with kind ears


They will listen with kind ears