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点击复制Streets are only
What you make of them
They're everyone else's
And yet yours to pretend
That you are the one meeting her there
By the pavilion near the square
Safe behind the bars
Of your imagination style
Consulting with the rain to figure out
If she's worth walking around in circles
Streets are only
What you make of them
They're a maze for the one looking
For somebody else
Wall to wall I live
In a pocket full of spears
I think they're yours
And nearly every locket
That you gave me was made to fall
Soon to be on the charts
This lane has made me
Ponder Street
Is where you want to go
When the headline makes
The news and you know
Nothing in life is free
I'm so very sorry young lady
I would've combed my hair
If only everything was meant to be
Streets are only
What you make of them
They wear your colours
You're absolutely everywhere
If you were a girl waiting for someone
Would you go back
To the promise of love
The lack thereof precision
Is an understatement
You know that I'm
The one waiting for you on
Ponder Street
Is where you want to go
When the headline makes
The news and you know
Nothing in life is free
I'm so very sorry young lady
I would've combed my hair
If only everything was meant to be