Bruce Springsteen - Streets of Fire - PASSAIC 1978

1978-09-19 - Passaic

STREETS OF FIRE

When the night's quiet and you don't care anymore
And your eyes are tired and there's someone at your door
And you realize you gotta let go
And there's four tires calling in the morning and weak lies
But baby I ain't no liar we got
Streets of fire, streets of fire, streets of fire, streets of fire

Now I'm wandering, a loser down the track
And I'm a liar, but babe I can't go back
'Cause in the darkness I hear somebody call my name
And when you realize how they tricked you this time
And it's all lies but I'm strung out on the wire
In these streets of fire, streets of fire, streets of fire

I live now, only with strangers
I talk to, only strangers

I walk with angels that have no place

Cause we know you, yeah me and you girl we know, what's it all about now baby
And don't look in my face, don't
I'm coming home to this place, cause I'm stranded on the wire in these
Streets of fire, streets of fire, streets of fire
Streets of fire, streets of fire, streets of fire