These streets are made for living

And for never growing old

Valleys built for laughter

And for souls already sold

Ten thousand people waiting

For another sleepless night

They walk the streets in search of

Someone to make everything alright

And the silence keeps on howling

Screaming in my head

And makes me think of something

That somebody out there said

I'm back on the streets again

I'm back on the streets again

And the buildings seem to breathe in

A never ending breath

And the subways all show signs of

A never ending death

And the smell of something burning

Is floating in the air

Outside someone's crying

But nobody seems to care

And the silence keeps on howling

Screaming in my head

And makes me think of something

That somebody out there said

I'm back on the streets again

I'm back on the streets again

I'm back on the streets again

I'm back on the streets again

These streets are made for living

And for never growing old

Valleys built for laughter

And for souls already sold

Ten thousand people waiting

For another sleepless night

They walk the streets in search of someone

To make everything alright

I'm back on the streets again

I'm back on the streets again

I'm back on the streets again

I'm back, back on the streets again

I'm back on the streets again

I'm back, back on the streets again