(M)

Missed the bus, treads soaked in rain,

Cracked-up AirPods, drowning the pain.

(F)

Hoodie up, hanging by the shops,

Caught your eyes, can’t make them stop.

(M) Your mates wear DMs, I’m in busted Nikes,

(F) You’re reckless, but it’s what excites me.

(M) I’m the kid in the back row,

(F) You’re the one who steals the show.

(M) Headline, me? the cheap joke,

(F) But youre still humming every note.

The streets are loud, but when we’re near,

Every song just sounds sincere.

Call it mad or call it fate,

Streetlight daydream, can’t escape.

(F)

Graffiti hearts sprayed on the walls,

I’d write your name, risk it all.

(M)

Basement gigs, you’re front row crew,

I’m the echo, singing for you.

(F) My crowd is buzzing, you’re outside the gig,

(M) Sipping a can, scribbling lyrics big.

(M) I’m the kid in the back row,

(F) You’re the one who steals the show.

(M) Headline, me? the cheap joke,

(F) But you're still humming every note.

The streets are loud, but when we’re near,

Every song just sounds sincere.

Call it mad or call it fate,

Streetlight daydream, can’t escape.

All the nights we’ve been dreaming,

All the songs we’ve been screaming,

This is ours, we’ll get it right,

Nothing feels wrong tonight!

(M) Im the kid in the back row,

(F) Dancing still, stealing shows.

(M) Headline, me? the cheap joke,

(F) Shh you clown, Your name’s in every note.

If the streets make us strangers,

We’ll still scream above the haters.

Call it chance or call it fate,

Streetlight daydream, don’t be late.

Streetlight daydream, can't escape.