Deserted Cities of The Heart - Cream
by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown
Upon this street where time has died.
The golden treat you never tried.
In times of old, in days gone by.
If I could catch a dancing eye.
It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.
The street is cold, its trees are gone.
The story's told the dark has won.
Once you set sail to catch a star.
We had to fail, it was too far.
It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.
The street is cold, its days are gone.
The story's told the dark has won.
It couldn't last, had to stop.
You drained it all to the last drop.
It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams.
The street is cold, trees are gone.
There's no retreat from time that's died.
On this dark street the sun is black.
The winter life is coming back.
It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams.
Now my heart's drowned in no love,
yeah, yeah.
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