So you're telling me again about Prospect Street And I'm wondering just what fortune I'll meet You'd never believe it You know that I just can't see How wonderful the imagination can be But there's something in the back of my mind Say's it'll all fall into place in time But it's a genuine fact of life That the sun never shines on Prospect Street You talk about love Love of the good things And the problems that the hand of fate brings I take a walk to wherever I'm going And I'm sure you know That's a long, long way from heaven But when I'm listening to the twilight sound And there's still people up moving around You know the sad thing about it is That I would really love to think it exists - Prospect Street On Prospect Street You better believe in it And you can make anything come true You can take it or leave it When I'm down on Prospect Street On Prospect Street