She's just a lone out on the sidewalk, She strolls the alley past a lampost, Down luck man in tattered clothing, donation from lovely lady host.
Well travelled woman of the world, Tell me now how far come, The world so cold a marvel, You've chosen down street your race to run.
It's just a lonely cafe, on Dreamstreet, Where the stakes a claim, They would their own, Just a lonely cafe, Where all those go...........
Worldly man of going nowhere, Nine to routine that's how things run, Can't sit and wait for things to happen, He must find, and fun.
Now is where you'll find this lonely traveller, In the past the dingy lampost 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 call their own, a lonely little cafe, Where all those go...........
in the night down some old alley, You'll hear two heartbeats as one, Lonely man and lonely woman find pleasure, They found their own place in the sun.
And last nowhere near the waning hours, Reality of day never fails, So hold onto love wherever you may it, the world outside of Dreamstreet's tough as nails......
It's a lonely little cafe, on Dreamstreet, Where the in-crowd a claim, They would call own, Just a lonely cafe, all those people go...........