Brite Lites Songtext / Lyric

I look for you in magazines

I look for you in magazines

I look for you in magazines

I'm taking off my wedding ring



I gave you everything

I gave you everything



Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights



Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights



I'm going back to Arbor Dean

I'm going back to Arbor Dean

I'm going back to Arbor Dean

Where when I was a beauty queen



It wasn't anything

It wasn't anything






Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights



Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights



I'm waving on the silver screen

I'm waving on the silver screen

I'm waving on the trampoline

I'm waving on the silver screen



The film is fading, look at me

The film is fading, look at me

The film is fading, look at me

The film is fading, look at me, look at me



Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights



Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights



Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights



Give me the bright lights

Give me the bright lights