Bright lights — Matchbox 20

She got out of town On a railway New York bound Took all except my name Another alien on Broadway

There's some things in this world That you just can't change Some things you can't see Until it gets too late

And baby, baby, baby When all your love is gone Who will save me From all I'm up against out in this world

And maybe, maybe, maybe You'll find something That's enough to keep you But if the bright lights don't receive you You should turn yourself around And come on home

I got a hole in me now Yeah I got a scar I can talk about She keeps a picture of me In her apartment in the city Well some things in this world Man they don't make sense Some things you don't need Until they leave you And they're things that you miss

You say

Baby, baby, baby When all your love is gone Who will save me From all I'm up against out in this world

And maybe, maybe, maybe You'll find something That's enough to keep you But if the bright lights don't receive you You should turn yourself around And come on home

Let that city take you in (Come on home) Let that city spit you out (Come on home) Let that city take you down yeah For God's sake turn around

Baby, baby, baby When all your love is gone Who will save me From all I'm up against out in this world

Yeah but maybe, maybe, maybe You'll find something That's enough to keep you But if the bright lights don't receive you…well

Turn yourself around and come on home

Hey come on home

Baby baby baby baby come on home Well come on home Well come on home Well come on home Baby baby baby baby come on home