Al Stewart - Beacon Street lyrics

When your little world has fallen apart You'll be living on Beacon Street In a flat above a laundry It's warm and forgiving on Beacon Street Hundreds of paperback novels adorning your shelves Piles of CDs that are eager to please Still a**erting themselves There's something in the morning light That is muted and soft down on Beacon Street Then a bar or two of cla**ical music Will waft through the air Newspaper adverts will usher the future your way Indian teas and then take-out Chinese At the end of the day Shadows on furniture cast by the light of the moon You've got a fridge full of food You won't need to go anywhere soon When it's time to start again They will welcome you in down on Beacon Street Everybody needs a moment or two Now and then on their own