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?