Stop
and stare walking down the road again for the better some peace
Shouting in my loud so that everybody can hear that I
Live on the street on my street
Yeah on my street
See the old guy with the broom in his hand
cleaning up what's left
of the cabaret with my bad boys once again
I feel so complete on my street
Calling my street
I will always be ready
I will always be right here
I
will always be right here on my street
Calling my street
I fell in love for the first time in my life
Here on this bench
Said to myself I will always find the time
That you move away
from my street
Yeah on my street
Oh
here we go
Many years ago since I glanced back to see
growing up here was good
Many people say that don't you ever forget it
try to come back soon yeah yeah
I will always be right here I will always be right here
On my street
Calling my street
Stop and stare walking down the road
again for the better for some peace