Frankie Rose - Street Of Dreams lyrics

If you can't sleep tonight and fever grips you tight There's a place we can explore, open wide the door We may be the haunted men and we will hold our heads up when We walk on the street of dreams Uuuuuu-uh-uuuuuu-uh Dead beaten, the disposed, seekers of unlikeliness There's a place we can explore, open wide the door We may be the haunted men and we will hold our heads up when We walk on the street of dreams Uuuuuu-uh-uuuuuu-uh Uuuuuu-uh-uuuuuu-uh Uuuuuu-uh-uuuuuu-uh