If you can't sleep tonight

And if a fever grips you tight

Theres a place we must explore

Open wide the door



We may be the haunted men

But we will hold our heads up when

We're walking down the street of dreams



The dead beats and the dispossesed

The seekers of unlikeliness

The beauty walks arm in arm

With the beast tomight



We may be the haunted men

But we will hold our heads up when

We're walking down the street of dreams



Down the street of dreams



We walk down the street of dreams



A thousand doorways open there

A thousand voices sweet and clear

Emotions felt with a passion

Never felt before



We may be the haunted men

But we will hold our heads up when

We're walking down the street of dreams



When you walk down the street of dreams

You gotta hold your head up high