Streets
Streets
Roaming into the streets
Feet dancing with every beat,
Roads telling the stories
With all its glories,
Winds furiously blowing
Red light glowing,
Strange delight surrounding the air
Walking alone with freely falling hair.
Roaming into the streets
Feet dancing with every beat,
Roads telling the stories
With all its glories,
Winds furiously blowing
Red light glowing,
Strange delight surrounding the air
Walking alone with freely falling hair.