Flashing neon signs
Broadway down below
Flashing memories
Of someone I used to know

Sunlit afternoons
In each other's arms
In the Petaluma Hills
With the dairy farms

And now, all I see...
Are the flashing neon signs

Feeling lonesome, flashes
Long ago, remind
Every kind of bluebird
The world's sparkling, golden hair
And a crested fern

Now all I see...
Is flashing in my mind
While I'm staring
At the signs

Oh, oh, oh...
Whoa, oh, oh...

And now all I see...