That night I waited too long
For someone who wouldn't come
Who would've made it home to me
I went for a walk in the street
Empty eyes and shady faces
People hustling and people wandering
And I just found that in their places
Bb5 (Figure 1)
The streets were not that frightening, no
For someone who wouldn't come
Who would've made it home to me
I went for a walk in the street
Empty eyes and shady faces
People hustling and people wandering
And I just found that in their places
Bb5 (Figure 1)
The streets were not that frightening, no