Streets of Stone

On these streets of stone You might see her walking All the time alone She's just got tired of talking As she passes by You might just get lucky 'Cause if you catch her eye You could see a smile In a world gone quite mad She's quietly laughing For all the good times she's had Most of us don't get near Yeah, she has danced with them all Mm, the great and the small The rich and the famous ones The poor and the nameless ones On these streets of stone You might hear her singing She feels quite alone It's just her way of bringing Her past to the fore Mm, she remembers it all When they shouted "encore" 'Til the curtain did fall She has sung for them all In theatres and halls The rich and the famous ones The poor and the blameless ones On these streets of stone You can see her walking All the time alone She's just got tired of talking