Can’t get going
Fear is showing
On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Street of dreams

There’s no telling
What they’re selling
On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Street of dreams

There’s a shadow on my daddy’s stone, where he was laid, laid to rest.
I ask him is this just a dream, or is it just another test?
I turn my back against the cold, I turn my face into the wind
And I wonder will I ever, ever make it home again?
Shadow on daddy’s stone, ten years gone, it seems
I ask him will I ever stop, ever stop dreaming dreams?!
He said never, never, never

And I was praying
You’d be staying
On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Street of dreams