Green light, Seven Eleven
You stop in for a pack of cigarettes
You don't smoke, don't even want to
Hey now, check your change
Dressed up like a car crash
Your wheels are turnin' but you're upside down

You say when he hits you, you don't mind
Because when he hurts you, you feel alive
Oh no, is that what it is?

Red lights, grey morning
You stumble out of a hole in the ground
A vampire or a victim
It depends on who's around
Used to stay in to watch the adverts
You could lip-sync to the talk shows

And if you look, you look through me
And when you talk, you talk at me
And when I touch you, you don't feel a thing

If I could stay, oh, stay
If I could stay
If I could stay
If I could stay and the night would be enough (stay)

Faraway, so close
Up with the static and the radio waves
With satellite television, you can go anywhere
Miami, New Orleans
London, Belfast and Berlin

And, if you listen, I can't call
And, if you jump, you just might fall
And, if you shout, I'll only hear you

If I could stay, then the night would give you up (stay)
If I could stay then day would keep its trust (stay)
If I could stay with the demons you drowned (stay)
Stay with the spirit I found (stay)
Stay and the night would be enough (stay)

Oh-oh-ohh-oh-ohh-ooh, oh-oh-ohh-oh-ohh-ooh
Oh-oh-ohh-oh-ohh-ooh, oh-oh-ohh-oh-ohh-ooh

Three o'clock in the morning
It's quiet and there's no one around
Just the bang and the clatter
As an angel runs to ground
Just the bang and the clatter
As an angel hits the ground

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Adam Clayton, David Evans, Laurence Mullen, Paul David Hewson