Streets of Which I Roam (Live)
I'm racing down the streets
I feel the city heat
And everywhere I go
I just don't seem to know
All the buildings that I see
Are faces mocking me
And people walking by
Seem to have no eyes to see
I'm someplace I've never been
Did I maybe make a sin?
I need someone to shine a light
And guide me through the night
I don't know who I am
I don't know how I got here
Help me get back home
Off these streets of which I roam
Streets of which I roam
I look up at the stars in the sky
And hear an aweful cry
I start to sprint down the street
Feel the fire burn my feet
I don't know where I'm going
Or when I will get there
The darkness makes shapes in my face
I can't see this ain't fair
Won't you come to my aid
Please help I am afraid
My mind races faster
Did I maybe make a sin?
I need someone to shine a light
Someone please guide me through the night
And help me get back home
Off these streets of which I roam
Streets of which I roam
Streets of which I roam
Streets of which I roam
In the blackness my mucsles cringe
Did I maybe make a sin
I need someone to shine a light
And guide me through the night
Unaware of where I am
I look around again
Help me get back home
Off these streets of which I roam
Streets of which I roam
I feel the city heat
And everywhere I go
I just don't seem to know
All the buildings that I see
Are faces mocking me
And people walking by
Seem to have no eyes to see
I'm someplace I've never been
Did I maybe make a sin?
I need someone to shine a light
And guide me through the night
I don't know who I am
I don't know how I got here
Help me get back home
Off these streets of which I roam
Streets of which I roam
I look up at the stars in the sky
And hear an aweful cry
I start to sprint down the street
Feel the fire burn my feet
I don't know where I'm going
Or when I will get there
The darkness makes shapes in my face
I can't see this ain't fair
Won't you come to my aid
Please help I am afraid
My mind races faster
Did I maybe make a sin?
I need someone to shine a light
Someone please guide me through the night
And help me get back home
Off these streets of which I roam
Streets of which I roam
Streets of which I roam
Streets of which I roam
In the blackness my mucsles cringe
Did I maybe make a sin
I need someone to shine a light
And guide me through the night
Unaware of where I am
I look around again
Help me get back home
Off these streets of which I roam
Streets of which I roam
Credits
Writer(s): Gt
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