kurt nilsen
my street
I stop and stare, walking down the road again For the better, for some peace Shout my name out loud, so everybody can hear that  I live on this street On my street On my street  See the old guy with the broom in his hand Cleaning up what's left And the cavalry with my bad boys once again Oh, I feel so complete Here on my street I call it my street  I will always be right here I will always be right here I will always be right here Here on my street I call it my street  Fell in love for the first time of my life Here on this bench Said to myself I will always find the time And then she moved away From my street From my street  I will always be right here I will always be right here I will always be right here Here on my street  Many years have gone, I glance back to see Growing up here was good Many people say that don't you ever forget it Try to come back soon  I will always be right here I will always be right here I will always be right here Here on my street I call it my street  I stop and stare, walking down the road again  For the better, for some peace