She's a lone woman out on the sidewalk, She strolls the alley a dingy lampost, luck man in weather tattered clothing, Invites donation from lady host.
Well travelled of the modern world, me now how far you've come, The world so a melancholy marvel, You've chosen down this street race to run.
It's just a little cafe, on Dreamstreet, Where the in-crowd a claim, They would call own, a lonely little cafe, Where all people go...........
Worldly man of going nowhere, Nine to five that's how things run, Can't sit around and wait for to happen, He find, happiness and fun.
Now this is where find this lonely traveller, In the alleyway past the dingy lane, come to find escape from all his daily problems, His dream to bannish from his all bane.
It's a lonely little cafe, on Dreamstreet, Where the in-crowd a claim, They would their own, Just a little cafe, Where all those go...........
Somewhere in the night some old alley, hear two heartbeats harmonize as one, Lonely man and lonely woman some pleasure, They found very own place in the sun.
And love last near the waning hours, Reality of next day fails, So hold love wherever you may find it, Cause the world outside of tough 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 those go...........