Written by Lindsey Buckingham. 


Can抰 get going
Fear is showing
On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Street of dreams

There抯 no telling
What they抮e selling
On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Street of dreams

There抯 a shadow on my daddy抯 stone, where he was laid, laid to rest.
I ask him is this just a dream, or is it just another test?
I turn my back against the cold, I turn my face into the wind
And I wonder will I ever, ever make it home again?
Shadow on daddy抯 stone, ten years gone, it seems
I ask him will I ever stop, ever stop dreaming dreams?!
He said never, never, never

And I was praying
You抎 be staying
On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Street of dreams