Gonna rock till dawn
Isabella sings
And when our dreaming dies away
I'll be glad I did

Well, it's after midnight
Gonna find some friends
Gonna waltz up 94th Street
In a wide-eyed trance

Gonna rock till dawn
Isabella sings
And if our dreaming dies away
I'll be glad I did

All her younger sweethearts
Are waitin' for the lights to change
Swinging by the benches

Gonna rock till dawn
Isabella sings
She did a year in a college around here
But she never left, and she never will

I wanna be there with her
And a new pack of ghosts
And the cracks are in her laughter
When they all go riding home (till they all go riding home)
When they all go riding home (till they all go riding home)

At night I go to sleep (till they all go riding home)
To the rhythm of the passing traffic (till they all go riding home)
On Amsterdam Avenue (till they all go riding home)
And I wonder, I wonder where you are (till they all go riding home)

Your sweet dreams never burned you out (till they all go riding home)
But none of them have answers now (till they all go riding home)
Your sweet dreams never burned you down (till they all go riding home)
But none of them have answers now, baby
When they all go riding home
When they all go riding home