Glued to A Screen

I don't want to give up Stand around I don't want to find myself Six feet deep beneath the ground I don't want to grow up Old and gray I don't want to find myself Secluded in that room one day Your eyes glued to a screen Your nightgown on Playing games For you and you alone Your eyes glued to a screen Your show is on You're starting to figure it out And time is passing by Tragic angel of the night Yes your scene is growing dim When you are a child of light Your eyes glued to a screen Your nightgown on Playing games For you and you alone Your eyes glued to a screen Your show is on You're starting to figure it out