[Verse] Flash of red, the sun’s still high, Gloves on, I’m spinnin’ up the sky. Scoops in a bowl, a rainbow spill, Customers laugh and watch me fill. The neon signs hum soft and low, A summer haze where time moves slow. I count the cash with quiet pride, This tiny shop’s my slice of sky. [Pre-Chorus] Every cone’s a story told, In the heat and golden gold. And every smile that passes by, Is a memory I’m learning to keep. [Chorus] Oh, I’m the boy behind the ice cream flame, Dancing in the neon rain. A hundred dreams in one small bowl— The world feels warm, the summer’s whole. With every twist and every spark, I’m young, I’m real, I’m leaving marks. Yeah, I’m the boy who knew the night was sweet— And I was here, I was complete. [Verse] The music’s loud, the air is thick, The stars come out, but I still click. A kid with fries and eyes so wide, Says “Man, that’s the best I’ve ever tried.” I hand him peace in a paper cup, And think of what I’ll be in just a few. This job’s not much, but it feels like home, In a world that’s always on the move. [Pre-Chorus] Every cone’s a story told, In the heat and golden gold. And every smile that passes by, Is a memory I’m learning to keep. [Chorus] Oh, I’m the boy behind the ice cream flame, Dancing in the neon rain. A hundred dreams in one small bowl— The world feels warm, the summer’s whole. With every twist and every spark, I’m young, I’m real, I’m leaving marks. Yeah, I’m the boy who knew the night was sweet— And I was here, I was complete. [Bridge] No fancy name, no stage, no light, Just me and frost and city night. But in this glow, I found a way— To stand straight up, and say: I’m on my way. And if I never shine so bright, I still remember this soft light. [Chorus] Oh, I’m the boy behind the ice cream flame, Dancing in the neon rain. A hundred dreams in one small bowl— The world feels warm, the summer’s whole. With every twist and every spark, I’m young, I’m real, I’m leaving marks. Yeah, I’m the boy who knew the night was sweet— And I was here, I was complete. [Outro] Neon hums, the stand’s still warm, The night’s not even finished, I’m still here. And every scoop, a little star— A summer’s kiss, a heart that’s far… But I was here, I was real… And the ice cream glow still feels like a dream.