Neon lights 
Take lieu of the sun 
Midnight fires 
That glitter and run 

One man's heart 
It pounds out the gun 
His body tense 
He goes for the one 

Burned with an answer that's become a belief 
He searches a question to suffer relief 
"Is the time so right? Is the time so right? 
I shall take up my weapons and prepare for the fight" 

Armed with a physical desire to win 
An integrity that's closed its doors to the wind 
A passion for dance that never sees end 
He chooses his course 

Neon lights 
Reflect in his eyes 
Spotlights on 
As the curtains rise