There are streets in this city
That are hard to drive through
Cause they play like an old song
Like an old movie
All of my moments with you
Here the moon is still pouring
That same innocent glow
That held you and I
In the dark safe and sound
Far away in our own little world
Here the tress often echo
With the sound of your voice
And the warm summer breeze
Learned from your whispering
How to slow and rush my pulse
Here the stoplight is blinking red
With the beat of your heart
And the fog that was once
Inside of our heads
Is wandering alone in the park
There are streets in this city
That are hard to drive through
But I know that my family and friends
Will forgive me
If one day I leave somewhere new