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City Streets
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Lyrics
On a city street, an echo of a cane.
with a silent stare, his hollow eyes, tell the pain
And the people passed on by.
I swear I saw a tear, in his eye.
Chorus:
There's nothing as lonely as the city streets at night.
Steals a good mans soul.
There's nothing as lonely as the city streets at night.
Steals a good mans soul.
Another day ends, with nowhere left to go.
Spends another night on the streets, out in the cold.
Still the people passed on by.
I swear I saw a tear, in his eye.
Chorus:
There's nothing as lonely as the city streets at night.
Steals a good mans soul.
There's nothing as lonely as the city streets at night.
Steals a good mans soul.
Found the old man sitting in the park.
sat and listened while he spoke, til after dark.
said I'd really made his day.
and as he turned to leave, I heard him say.
(chorus)
There's nothing as lonely as the city streets at night.
Steals a good mans soul.
There's nothing as lonely as the city streets at night.
Steals a good mans soul.
Steals his soul.
chorus
with a silent stare, his hollow eyes, tell the pain
And the people passed on by.
I swear I saw a tear, in his eye.
Chorus:
There's nothing as lonely as the city streets at night.
Steals a good mans soul.
There's nothing as lonely as the city streets at night.
Steals a good mans soul.
Another day ends, with nowhere left to go.
Spends another night on the streets, out in the cold.
Still the people passed on by.
I swear I saw a tear, in his eye.
Chorus:
There's nothing as lonely as the city streets at night.
Steals a good mans soul.
There's nothing as lonely as the city streets at night.
Steals a good mans soul.
Found the old man sitting in the park.
sat and listened while he spoke, til after dark.
said I'd really made his day.
and as he turned to leave, I heard him say.
(chorus)
There's nothing as lonely as the city streets at night.
Steals a good mans soul.
There's nothing as lonely as the city streets at night.
Steals a good mans soul.
Steals his soul.
chorus

