That help is coming When I need it most Give me hope But give me hope Let it rain As I walk these streets unknown To no one named Not even myself When I'm low

Surprise surprise Yesterday is yesterday And lies they lied You don't have to love this town Walking through these empty streets This town is dead Rain is coming harder now upon your head You can't get far enough away

Now my feet won't touch the ground Oh, love, don't let me go Won't you take me where the street lights glow I can hear it coming There's a wild wind blowing Down the corner of my street Every night there the headlights are glowing There's a cold war

I could skate away on Oh I wish I had a river It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace I wish I had a river I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly

Are you, are you Coming to the tree Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree Where dead man called out For his love to flee Where I told you to run

Are you, are you Coming to the tree Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree They say who murdered three Where dead man called out For his love to flee

I could skate away on I wish I had a river It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh I wish I had a river

Sun is coming up oh, why, oh, why, oh, why They told me once, "there's a place where love conquers all" A city with the streets full of milk and honey I haven't found it yet, but I'm still searching All I know is a hopeless place that flows with the

Every single word you hear Is coming from this heart of mine. I loved you such a long time ago I walk the lonely streets, I watch the people passing by. I used to smile and say hello. Guess I was just a happy guy. Then you happened, girl, This feeling

Shit is for real we abouts to get hectic I open my eyes to the streets where I was raised as a man And learned to use my hands for protection In scuffles, throw all my blows in doubles I'm coming from Queens motherfucker carrying guns in couples And