Once we were careless kids on the Fourth of July.
While we watched the fireworks, twenty years went by.
First you're laughing, then you cry.

Fireworks are almost over; it's after midnight.
One last time, pull me closer after midnight.

Backseat in a foreign town lost between the lights,
fingerprints on the window, we put fingerprints on the sky
First we reveal, then we disguise.

Fireworks are almost over; it's after midnight.
One last time, pull me closer after midnight.

Now I'm yours but, one day soon, it will be otherwise
All your love won't be enough. I have realized
fireworks are almost over; it's after midnight.
One last time, pull me closer after midnight.
First you're laughing, then you cry.