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CITY STREETS |
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by Carole King |
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River wind is icy |
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Chills run through my bones |
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Tides of life are ebbing out |
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Between the cobblestones |
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The streets are on fire |
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With the burning sunrise |
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And over the water I look in vain |
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For love in someone's eyes |
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CHORUS: |
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Oh, City streets |
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The stories that they tell |
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Oh, City streets |
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They can be heaven, they can be hell |
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Winter colored morning |
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Gray and dirty brown |
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Reflecting the mood I'm in |
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Despair is all around |
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I long for sweet oblivion |
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To take me from my pain |
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Maybe bring me dreams of hope and faith |
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So, I can break this chain |
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CHORUS |
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Lovers with their arms entwined |
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Silhouettes against the light |
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A warm bed is waiting as they head home |
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After staying up all night |
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For them the city is magic |
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That's all they've ever known |
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I wish I could find the magic |
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But I'm scared and I'm feeling so alone |
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CHORUS |
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Oh, City streets, the stories thay have known |
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iOh City Streets, City Streets, The City Streets |
