From the recording Moving Pictures
Lyrics
New York, '85
Those were the days
The air was rarefied, I swear
It shimmered like fate
And all the best, the best of us
Are leaving too soon
Underneath a Cadillac Moon
Oh, we leapt, we flew
Touching the sun
Chasing a thrill
To oblivion
And all the best, the best of us
Are leaving too soon
Underneath a Cadillac Moon