Waking up into reality. Fading away from a dream. A shelter for me. Listening to the voices through the wall. Trying to figure out the place. Where I am though I've seen them all Remembering yest
As I walk these narrow streets. Where a million passin' feet are before me. With my guitar in my hand. Suddenly I realize nobody knows me Well, yesterday the motor toots screamed. And cried my nam