She's just a woman out on the sidewalk, She strolls the alley past a lampost, Down luck man in tattered clothing, Invites donation from lovely host.
Well travelled of the modern world, Tell me now how far come, The world so cold a marvel, You've chosen this street your race to run.
It's a lonely little cafe, on Dreamstreet, Where the in-crowd a claim, would call their own, Just a lonely cafe, Where all those go...........
Worldly man of going nowhere, Nine to five routine how things run, sit around and wait for things to happen, He must find, and fun.
Now this is where you'll find lonely traveller, In the alleyway past the dingy lane, He's come to find escape all his daily problems, His dream to from his life all bane.
It's just a little cafe, on Dreamstreet, Where the in-crowd a claim, They call their own, Just a lonely cafe, all those people go...........
Somewhere in the down some old alley, You'll hear two heartbeats as one, Lonely man and lonely woman some pleasure, found their very own place in the sun.
And love last nowhere the waning hours, Reality of next day fails, So onto love wherever you may find it, Cause the world outside of Dreamstreet's as nails......
It's a lonely little cafe, on Dreamstreet, Where the in-crowd a claim, They call their own, Just a little cafe, Where all people go...........