Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
Sandie Shaw
The streets are crowded
And it's just as always
In this part of the town here
People going
Into clubs and restaurants
Just you look around here
There's coloured fluorescent lights
That help to add to the sights
Oh how I used to love
The long walk home
It must be more than
A thousand times that
I have walked with my love here
To be happy was just one of many
Dreams that we would dream of here
But he's no need to dream no more
She gives him all he asks for
Tonight I just can't stand
The long walk home
Born to lose
Every one I choose
It's always so
Rich folks driving
In their shiny limousines
I look as they go by
Certain things I see
Make me remember him
And how well I know why
He walked me home every night
Never let me out of sight
And now I just can't stand
The long walk home
Long Walk Home was written by Chris Andrews.
Long Walk Home was produced by Chris Andrews.