Out On The Street (Remastered)

Watch out young love, it's a useless game... Who's the lady, who whispers light from lips Some sign of Aphrodite or grave upon her lips Don't ask this one for guidance, don't ask for strength or glory Don't follow her direction, until you have heard her tell a story But when she dances she spins -?- and fire You can't maintain defenses when the lady plays desire Gone without chances all the glazes and the glances I'm a boy who tried to follow her to watch as she aspired She's out, out on the streets Out on the streets, she talk to everyone she meets Out on the streets, she's no illusion She tell me she's right when she knows that she's wrong But there's a poem, I tried to reconsider on her The chances of survive as she crucify the years She says living is a hoats that no one has the answer So she spits at love and drags might as much time as she dances She's out, out on the streets Out on the streets, she talk to everyone she meets Out on the streets, she's no illusion She tell me she's right when she knows that she's wrong Yeah she'll wrap around town trying so hard to be cool And once again she moves with the sound Wow the lady never frowns is she push me away that's alright she's ok She's out, out on the streets Out on the streets, she talk to everyone she meets Out on the streets, she's no illusion She tell me she's right when she knows that she's wrong She knows that she's wrong...