It's midnight, at the Starlite Diner
You said meet me at a corner [sic - quarter] to twelve
and I'm standing in the corner
wishing you were here in my arms,
fare thee well my old friends
fare thee well

is it possible to love someone too much
you bet
the drugs are in safe
and the clothes are on the couch, intertwined
but none of them are yours
and all of them are mine
so cry
cry like a baby into an ocean of wishes
but it don't ever rain
on a street drenched with painted ladies
fare thee well my old friends
fare thee well

have you ever slept it off to the bones
and woken up at night my love
having dreamt you called them all
every person you could never love

it's a blow out
on a birthday cake
and I'm a birthday candle
floating on the lake

where are you its getting late
its midnight at the starlite diner
you said meet me at a corner to twelve
and I'm standing in the corner
oh there you are