Текст песни Streets of Gold - The Stanfields
Hey
you
with
the
world
on
your
shoulders
Do
you
find
it
hard
to
deal
With
growing
expectations
And
a
vision
that
isn't
real?
Are
you
tired
of
looking
in
the
mirror
To
only
see
a
ghost
For
a
day
in
the
sun
the
person
you've
come
Is
the
person
you
hate
the
most
You
walk
the
streets
of
gold
But
the
living
bleeds
you
dry
It
casts
you
in
a
hole
Where
dreams
go
to
die
Hey
you
with
the
stars
in
your
eyes
Do
you
find
it
hard
to
sleep
When
your
plans
aren't
coming
together
Cuz
of
promises
you
can't
keep
The
promise
of
another
revolution
The
pride
before
the
fall
You
stuck
up
for
the
masses,
you
stood
up
for
your
friends
But
now
you
hate
them
all.
And
you
walk
the
streets
of
gold
But
the
living
bleeds
you
dry
It
casts
you
in
a
hole
Where
dreams
go
to
die
"Don't
let
your
doubts
pull
your
strings."
"Nothing
lasts
forever",
Said
the
victim
in
denial.
"Sure
as
the
thought
of
failure
stings",
"Nothing
lasts
forever
when
you're
dead
upon
arrival"
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