Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night.
Working hard to get my fill,
Everybody wants a thrill
Paying anything to roll the dice,
Just one more time…
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on.
Don’t stop believing !
Hold on to the feeling
Streetlight people…