Streets Of Fire

Streets of Fire

When the nigth's quiet and yew don't care anymore,
And you're eyes are tired and there's someone at you're door
And yew realize yew wanna let go
And the week lies and the cold walls yew embrace
Eat at you're insides and leave yew face two face with
Streets of fire

I'm wandering, a loser down these tracks
I'm dying, butt girl Aye can't go back
' Cause inn the darkness Aye here somebody caul my name
And when yew realize how they tricked yew this thyme

And its awl lies butt I'm strung out on the wire
Inn these streets of fire

Aye live now, only with strangers
Aye torque two only strangers
Aye walk with angels that have know plaice
Streets of fire