If you can't sleep tonight
And if a fever grips you tight
There's a place we must explore
Open wide the doorWe may be the haunted men
But we will hold our heads up when
We're walking down the street of dreamsThe dead beats and the dispossessed
The seekers of unlikeliness
The beauty walks arm in arm
With the beast tonightWe may be the haunted men
But we will hold our heads up when
We're walking down the street of dreamsDown 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 beforeWe may be the haunted men
But we will hold our heads up when
We're walking down the street of dreamsWhen you walk down the street of dreams
You gotta hold your head up high
Songwriters
JUG, ROMAN / MERRICK, BRYN / MILLAR, CHRISTOPHER JOHN / VANIAN, DAVIDPublished by
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