As we saw oh this light I swear you,
emerge blinking into to tell me it's alright . . .
As we soar walls, every siren is a symphony,
and every tear's a waterfall, is a waterfall. . . .
Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city,
Linger on the sidewalk
where the neon signs are pretty
How can you lose?
The lights are much brighter there
You can forget all your troubles, forget all your cares
So go downtown; things'll be great when you're
Downtown; no finer place for sure
Downtown everything's waiting for you
-- Petula Clark