The city is aglow at night:

Underneath the stars, the galaxy, the moon, the tall, tall trees...
This city speaks to me in whispers of rolling hills and late night drives.
I come alive at night, my soul is free, the cool air and open roads are what help me through these painful, lonesome nights. I don't feel alone though when I'm out driving though, out in the open with the windows rolled down and good company by my side.

The stars speak to me with words of comfort and hope, and so I feel alive at night, in the late hour glow of the city lights.