Streets

[Verse 1]

There's two lost souls finding love in Times Square

There's a rumble of a train running down a track

Lights are turning on the great wide wave

Cold beer here, pinstripes aren't bad

Piano man's holding court at the garden

All the street corner preachers are back

[Chorus 1]

Faith believes what it can't see

And who we are, and who we're gonna be

Angels ring a cathedral bell

And on the streets of New York all is well

[Verse 2]

The eastern sun is rising over Sunset

Tourists taking selfies at the Hollywood sign

Watching up the boards down in Venice

At Nicky's house they're all gathering in line, give it time

[Chorus 2]

'Cause faith believes what it can't see

And who we are, and who we're gonna be

City of Angels rising through the ashes of hell

And on the streets of L.A. all is well

[Verse 3]

There's a pickup rolling through the Heartland

And the shotgun seat rides her daddy's old six-string

Tonight she'll be singing in a bar on Broadway

She'll play some Willy, and everybody sings

[Chorus 3]

Faith believes what it can't see

And who we are, and who we're gonna be

Music cities got some tales to tell

And on the streets of Nashville all is well

[Chorus 4]

Faith believes what it can't see

And who we are, and who we're gonna be

Our Lady in the harbor shining like a citadel

And on the streets of America all is well

And on the streets of America all is well