Can't get going. Fear is showing. On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely Street of dreams There's no telling, What they're selling. On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely Street of dreams There's a shadow on my daddy's stone, where he was laid, laid to rest. I ask him is this just a dream, or is it just another test? I turn my back against the cold, i turn my face into the wind. And i wonder will i ever, ever make it home again? Shadow on daddy's stone, ten years gone, it seems I ask him will i ever stop, ever stop dreaming dreams?! He said never, never, never. And i was praying, You'd be staying. On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely Street of dreams.