Текст песни Streets of Fire - Live at Winterland Arena, San Francisco, CA - 12/15/1978 - Bruce Springsteen

One, two, three

When the night's quiet
And you don't care anymore
And your eyes are tired
And someone at your door
And you realize
You wanna let go

And the weak lies
And the cold walls you embrace
Eat at your insides
And leave you stranded face to face with

Streets of fire
Streets of fire
Streets of fire

Now I'm wandering
A loser down the track
And I'm a liar
But girl, I can't go back
'Cause in the darkness
I hear somebody call my name out loud (calling your name from the outside)

And when you realize
How they tricked you this time
And it's all just lies
But I'm strung out on the wire 'cause

Streets of fire
Streets of fire
Streets of fire
Well, alright

I live now
Only with strangers
I talk to
Only with strangers
I walk with
Angels that have no place

Don't look at my face
Don't come to my place
'Cause I'm strung out on the wire across

In these Streets of fire
Streets of fire
Streets of fire
Streets of fire
Walk on
Riding on
Walk on, on, on