Afterdinner at the lighthouse

White lines one after another Eaten by this bus Summer still fills my lungs while I'm thinking about Entire days with you And the fact that this City seems different Singing in your car Right when the red light starts Glancing at me you smile Your hand on my thigh City lights sparkling in my eyes Parking at the same spot People on their chairs laugh After dinner at the lighthouse again Ghosts are gone Scared by this light They will hide Under boats and rocks They won't bother me tonight