Lyrics Street Of Dreams - The Damned

Street Of Dreams

If you can’t sleep tonight
And if a fever grips you tight
Theres a place we can explore
Open wide the door…
We may be the haunted men
But we will hold our heads up
When we’re walking down the street of dreams
The dead beats and the dispossesed
The seekers of unlikeliness
The beauty walks on and on
With the beast tonight
We may be the haunted men
But we will hold our heads up
When we’re walking down the street of dreams
Down the street of dreams
We walk down the street of dreams
A thousand doorways open there
A thousand voices sweet and clear
Emotions felt with a passion
Never felt before
We may be the haunted men
But we will hold our heads up
When we’re walking down the street of dreams
When you walk down the street of dreams
You gotta hold your head up