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