Don't Stop Believin' - Journey
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Just a small town girl,
living in a lonely world.
She took the midnight train.
going anywhere.
Just a city boy,
born and raised in south Detroit.
He took the midnight train,
going anywhere.
A singer in a smoky room,
A smell of wine and cheap perfume.
For a smile they can share the night,
it goes on and on and on and on.
Strangers, waiting,
up and down the boulevard.
Their shadows, searching in the night.
Streetlight, people,
living just to find emotion.
Hiding, somewhere in the night.
Working hard to get my fill,
everybody wants a thrill.
Paying anything to roll the dice,
just one more time.
Some will win, some will lose,
some were born to sing the blues.
Oh, the movie never ends,
it goes on and on and on and on.
Strangers, waiting,
up and down the boulevard.
Their shadows, searching in the night.
Streetlight, people,
living just to find emotion.
Hiding, somewhere in the night.
Don't stop believin',
hold on to the feeling.
Streetlight people
Don't stop believin',
hold on to the feeling.
Streetlight people