On narrow streets old men lie
In the doorway sleeping
While working girls comb their hair
See the young men peeping
Different worlds
Only a walk across the street
Different worlds
You never know what you might meet
No stain sheets on your bed tonight
How you feeling?
While running feet always disappear
From sirens screaming
Some of us take what we want
Some of us take what we need
Some of us break
Some of us bleed
Where velvet gloves and your diamond rings
Lose their meaning
For those we love, if they really care
Keep on dreaming
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