by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown
Upon this street where time has died.
The golden treat you never tried.
In times of old, in days gone by.
If I could catch your dancing eye.
It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart`s drowned in no love streams, yeah.
The street is cold, its trees are gone.
The story`s told the dark has won.
Once we set sail to catch a star.
We had to fail, it was too far.
Chorus
I felt the wind shout like a drum.
You said, "My friend, love`s end has come."
It couldn`t last, had to stop.
You drained it all to the last drop.
Chorus
Now my heart`s drowned in no love streams, yeah.
On this dark street the sun is black.
The winter life is coming back.
On this dark street it`s cold inside.
There`s no retreat from time that`s died.
It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart`s drowned in no love streams, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now my heart`s drowned in no love streams, yeah.
Now my heart`s drowned in no love.
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