Once we were careless kids on the Fourth of July. While we watched the fireworks, twenty years went by. First you're laughing, then you cry. Fireworks are almost over; it's after midnight. One last time, pull me closer after midnight. Backseat in a foreign town lost between the lights, fingerprints on the window, we put fingerprints on the sky First we reveal, then we disguise. Fireworks are almost over; it's after midnight. One last time, pull me closer after midnight. Now I'm yours but, one day soon, it will be otherwise All your love won't be enough. I have realized fireworks are almost over; it's after midnight. One last time, pull me closer after midnight. First you're laughing, then you cry.