I have seen this part of the street so many times from your Window And it never felt that cold The people walking down this street never appeared to be that Desperate before Something is wrong with the way the cars are driving up and down This street Looking for a place to stay Nothing seems to come to rest here I won't try to wake you up or knock the door to find out if You're awake There is no light on in your room and and don't want to know why This place looked like mine Things like that seem to change with time