Somewhere in this crazy night With all this noise, and all this light I'm out upon the crowded street I play the game and I keep the beat But I'm thinking of you
And I remember the summer days Your strength and yet your gentle ways Now I'm back on the crowded street Through the darker days I keep the beat
But I'm thinking of you
Through all the grey, I see skies of blue I close my eyes cause I'm thinking of you
And I pray to god, that what we had, We will have again someday So I telephoned to tell you what I'd hoped you'd like to hear me say