Stop and stare

I'm walking down the road again

For the better, some peace

Jamming with my life

So everybody can hear that

I live on the street,

On my street, yeah on my street

See the old guy with the broom in his hand

Cleaning up what's left.

The cavalry with my bad boys once again

Well I feel so complete

On my street,

Calling my street

I will always be right here.

I will always be right here,

Yeah..

I will always be right here

Here on my street.

Calling my street.

Fell in love for the first time in my life

Here on this bench

Said to myself I would always find the time,

Then she moved away.

From my street, yeah on my street

I will always be right here.

I will always be right here,

Yeah..

I will always be right here

Here on my street.

Ooooh..ooooh..

Many years have gone,

Lets pack the seat

Grown up hill is good

Many people say that don't you ever forget it.

Try to come back soon.