street fighting years

chased you out of this world

didn't mean to stop

i turned around and suddenly you where gone

like some bird from paradise

the fire and ice

we turned around and suddenly you where gone

gone

gone

and now summer burns a hole inside and years are golden once again

my thoughts return to you my dear young friend

oh come this way

will you look down this way

i go down on the street

where the wild wind's blowing

here comes a hurricane

i say come down this way

will you look down this way

i need you tonight

i need you around me

i'm looking through the windows

and my mind goes in a whirl

well there's a multitude of candles

burning in the windows of this world

i'm looking at the colours

checking out the straights

i'm counting out the numbers

will tomorrow never change?

still i hear you and i love you

and i'll follow you elsewhere

and i'll remember this occasion

i'll remember being aware

'cause we've got panic in the evening

we've got fall-out in the streets

and i hear you and i follow you

and i'll call out and i'll say

that i can hear your sister call out

and i hear her call your name

they're calling sweet surrender

and things won't be the same

and don't you think that i don't care

and don't you think that i don't know

and don't you hear them calling out

in a place not far from here

and i hear big wheels are turning

some things are not to fear

they say this is the time and place

they call street fighting years

and i hear great wheels are turning

and i tell you not to fear

they say this is the time and place

they call street fighting years

and i love you

i look for you

and i walk to you

i walk to you

and i hear big wheels are turning

is there no way out of here?

they'll be calling out tomorrow.