Cold Streets

I hear the cold streets calling me, (cold streets) 
I hear the cold streets calling me, 
I feel the dark dark swallow me, (dark dark) 
And now the black it colours me, 

Whoa-oa-oa-oa 
Whoa-oa-oa-oa 

I might push up screaming, 
'Cause I don't feel so alive, 
This is one night why, 
I'm all alone tonight, 
And i'm still dreaming. 

But when the cold streets fade away, (Cold streets) 
When will the [bad word] back again, 
And all the back streets and alley ways, (back streets) 
I see the cold streets night and day. 

whoa-oa-oa-oa 
whoa-oa-oa-oa 

I might push up screaming, 
Wake me up from dreaming, 
'Cause I don't feel so alive, 
This is one night why, 
I'm all alone tonight, 
And im still dreaming, 
'Cause I don't feel so alive, 
This is one night why, 
I'm all alone tonight, 
I'm not alone tonight. 

Whoa-oa-oa 
Whoa-oa-oa (Whoa-oa-oa) 

'Cause I don't feel so alive, 
This is one night why, 
I'm all alone tonight, 
And I'm still dreaming 
'Cause I don't feel so alive, 
This is one night why, 
I'm all alone tonight, 
I'm all alone tonight.