| Song | Deserted Cities Of The Heart - Live At Oakland |
| Artist | Cream |
| Album | Those Were The Days |
| 作曲 : Jack Bruce & Peter Brown | |
| Upon this street where time has died | |
| The golden treat you never tried | |
| In times of old, in days gone by | |
| If I could catch your dancing eye | |
| It was on the way | |
| On the road to dreams, yeah | |
| Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah | |
| The street is cold, its trees are gone | |
| The story's told the dark has won | |
| Once we set sail to catch a star | |
| We had to fail, it was too far | |
| It was on the way | |
| On the road to dreams, yeah | |
| Now my heart's drowned in no love streams | |
| I felt the wind shout like a drum | |
| You said, "My friend, love's end has come" | |
| It couldn't last, had to stop | |
| You drained it all to the last drop | |
| It was on the way | |
| On the road to dreams, yeah | |
| Now my heart's drowned in no love streams | |
| Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah | |
| On this dark street, the sun is black | |
| The winter life is coming back | |
| On this dark street, it's cold inside | |
| There's no retreat from time that's died | |
| It was on the way | |
| On the road to dreams | |
| Now my heart's drowned in no love streams | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah | |
| Now my heart's drowned in no love |
| zuò qǔ : Jack Bruce Peter Brown | |
| Upon this street where time has died | |
| The golden treat you never tried | |
| In times of old, in days gone by | |
| If I could catch your dancing eye | |
| It was on the way | |
| On the road to dreams, yeah | |
| Now my heart' s drowned in no love streams, yeah | |
| The street is cold, its trees are gone | |
| The story' s told the dark has won | |
| Once we set sail to catch a star | |
| We had to fail, it was too far | |
| It was on the way | |
| On the road to dreams, yeah | |
| Now my heart' s drowned in no love streams | |
| I felt the wind shout like a drum | |
| You said, " My friend, love' s end has come" | |
| It couldn' t last, had to stop | |
| You drained it all to the last drop | |
| It was on the way | |
| On the road to dreams, yeah | |
| Now my heart' s drowned in no love streams | |
| Now my heart' s drowned in no love streams, yeah | |
| On this dark street, the sun is black | |
| The winter life is coming back | |
| On this dark street, it' s cold inside | |
| There' s no retreat from time that' s died | |
| It was on the way | |
| On the road to dreams | |
| Now my heart' s drowned in no love streams | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Now my heart' s drowned in no love streams, yeah | |
| Now my heart' s drowned in no love |