River wind is icyChills run through my bonesTides of life are
ebbing outBetween the cobblestonesThe streets are on fireWith
the burning sunriseAnd over the water I look in vainFor love in
someone's eyesOh, city streetsThe stories that they tellOh,
city streetsThey can be heaven, they can be hellWinter-colored
morning Gray and dirty brownReflecting the mood I'm
inDespair is all aroundI long for sweet oblivionTo take me from
my painMaybe bring me dreams of hope and faithSo I can break
this chainOh, city streetsThe stories that they tellOh, city
streetsThey can be heaven, they can be hellLovers with their
arms entwinedSilhouettes against the lightA warm bed is waiting
as they head home After staying up all nightFor them the city is
magicThat's all they've ever knownI wish I could find
the magicBut I'm scared and I'm feeling so aloneOh,
city streetsThe stories that they tellOh, city streetsThey can
be heaven, they can be hellOh, city streetsThe stories they have
knownOh, city streets, city streets, city streets