The city streets are full of people going Nowhere making time The change from night to day is really only hours Won't somebody throw me down a line They say some days you're gonna win They say some days you're gonna lose I tell you I got news for you

I turn to stone I turn to stone when you are gone I can't go on I turn to stone, when you comin' home The city streets are empty now (The lights don't shine no more) And so the songs are way down low A sound that flows into my mind (The echoes of the

Where's LA? Whatever happened to the city we knew? Tell my mother, my brothers My father, and others In an old apartment Down in the garden I was born on a sunny day When the riots ruled the streets like a Sunday parade

Jackie no, Jackie don't go You're a hard act to follow Jackie go slow, Jackie please I'm down on my knees, let's do it again Jackie stay I'm living each day In the streets of the city callin' your name Jackie please, this is insane Let's do it again

I turn to stone I turn to stone when you are gone I can't go on I turn to stone, when you comin' home The city streets are empty now (The lights don't shine no more) And so the songs are way down low A sound that flows into my mind (The echoes of the

Where are you now? Do you ever think of me In the quiet, in the crowd? But where are you now? It came to the end it seems you had heard. As we walked the city streets, You never said a word. When we finally sat down Your eyes were full of spite.

I know you feel like you are breaking down. Oh be calm. Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times. And everything's wrong It just gets so hard sometimes As I walk through the streets of my new city My back feeling much better, I suppose I've

I turn to stone I turn to stone when you are gone I can't go on I turn to stone, when you comin' home The city streets are empty now (The lights don't shine no more) And so the songs are way down low A sound that flows into my mind (The echoes of the

The people turned away Down by the seaside See the boats go sailin' Can the people hear What the little fish are sayin' Oh, oh, the people turned away Oh, the people turned away Down in the city streets, See all the folk go racin', racin'