Down in the subway out in the street And in the eyes of everyone I meet There is an absence that you can see Something missing that used to be there Chorus: Good times now they're gone, nothing to do but carry on It just takes so long to get nowhere With all the stars shining bright every much too late at night It just seems I always leave behind good times Windows, windows, rivers of cars This whole city is like an empty bar With nobody dancing except for me I hear music that used to be here Repeat Chorus So you can find some place and call it home But being in love was like being along on a night that never ends Wondering when they'll come again Will they come again?