Two young kids with wild ideas
Years gone by we sweated and saved
For a cupboard with a view
Now too old for work they say
What's the point in biding time
Living out our yesterday
When wild ideas could all come true

We could settle into being old
But all that glitters could be gold
So meet me in my dream
I won't fall asleep without you
Meet me in my dream
Underneath the Vegas lights

Look around our shabby room
Paper peeling curtains frayed
Faded photos on the wall
Like us they've all seen better days
We drew our savings from the bank
For roulette wheels and reckless nights
Sinatra's records on our minds
Fruit machines and neon lights

We threw away our everything
And blew it on a final fling
So meet me in my dream
I won't fall asleep without you
Meet me in my dream
It's lonely here without you
Remember way beck then in school
All the things we said we'd do
So meet me in my dream
Underneath the Vegas lights

Meet me in my dream
Meet me in my dream
Meet me in my dream
Underneath the Vegas lights