Do you know why you got feelings in your heart
Don't let fear of me then fool you, what you see sets you apart
And there's nothing here to bind you, it's no way for life to start
Do you know that
Tonight the streets are ours
Tonight the streets are ours
These lights in our eyes, they tell no lies

Those people, they got nothing in their souls
And they make our tvs blind us from our visions and our goals
Oh the trigger of time, it tricks you so you have no way to grow
But do you know that. . .
Tonight the streets are ours
Tonight the streets are ours
And these lights in our hearts, they tell no lies

And no one else can haunt me, the way that you can haunt me
I need to know you want me, I couldn't be without you
And the light that shines around you
No nothing ever matters more than my darling
But tonight the street are ours

Do you know how to kill loneliness at last
Oh there's so much there to heal dear and make tears things of the past
But do you know that
Tonight the street are ours
Tonight the street are ours
And these lights in our street are ours
And tonight the street are ours
And these lights in our heart, they tell no lies
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5 comments:

Dave said...

I've got a headache.

Anonymous said...

Here's wishing you and all your friends/ family/ readers/ commenters/ lurkers/ etc. a Tuesday more wonderful than any previously experienced.

Now I really must go back to bed.

Mel said...

Poor dave..... I feel for him....


And a fine Tuesday morning it is!
When I awaken to the assorted sounds of Pavarotti and Stealy Dan, I know it's gonna be a day filled with all sorts of possibilities!
Gee I hope I'm up to the task! ;-)

KAZ said...

Is it Sheffield that inspires?
I think not... but it has made its small but significant contribution to our pop music.

I, Like The View said...

KAZ significant is the operative word, I think

mel we all do. . . now you've got me humming "what a wonderful world" (altho I suspect dear dave is struggling with it right now)

shot how you survive on such little sleep I don't know!

dave BIG HUGS and a cool damp cloth on your brow. . .