The streets I thought would once be mine
now follow me home
at the bus stop, join the line
you've got to let go of the dream
you wanted it all so young, so pay the price
the tragedy is, you don't know what you're sacrificing
and you've gotta let go of the dream
understand what i mean?
it's a terrible scene
and when you're walking home
will you remember what it was
when you're walking home
will you remember who i was
when you get back home
will you remember that it was
only rock and roll.
Success was just a finger's breadth away
and now you wonder what you're going to do today
but you've got to let go of the dream
rehabilitation seems to be
for once such as i, an impossibility
so i'd better let go of the dream,
understand what i mean
it's a terrible scene
and when you're walking home
will you remember what it was
when you're walking home
will you remember who i was
when you get back home
will you remember that it was
only rock and roll.


By Eliane