Dark lonely street
1956
- Mmm … mmm … mmm… This dark lonely street.
Here am I, I walk alone. I have no love of my own.
Now each shadow I pass is my looking glass.
On this dark lonely street.
I’m in love with the dream of a girl I’ve never seen.
Out of reach, out of sight, will I find her tonight
on this dark lonely street.
Is my love just pretend? Will this dream never end?
Maybe this cigarette will help me to forget
this dark lonely street.
Mmm … mmm … mmm… This dark lonely street.