Lonely Street...written by myself -1994...

written march 94...On Lonely Street.

There's lots of folks On lonely street.
Lots of Shops and Music and things;
On lonely street.
The morning breaks,The birds sing,The town comes alive,Everyone starting their day.lt's busy,On lonely street.

Faces you know,Smile, and say 'hello'-and walk on by,
Never stopping to talk.
On lonely street.

Beautiful days,Trees and Grass so green.
They're my company it seems.
When l walk down Lonely Street.

Nobody to talk with,
No-one to share life with,
No headspace to match mine,
Small talk all around,
lt's still;
On Lonely Street.