City streets on summer nights
Walked alone for many miles
Still nights in emptiness
Cold bed, no embrace
Someone is following me all the time
Because he's trying to keep me from walking
Guilt is given with little cause by walking
The beacon faded out from view
Burnt out, thrown askew
When faces make less sense
Seeming non existent
Someone is following me all the time
Because he's trying to keep me from walking
Guilt is given with little cause by walking
Someone is following me all the time
Because he's trying to keep me from walking
Guilt is given with little cause by walking
Some heat to make it warm enough
The street is hot and welcoming
What are we doing here?
Who are you anyway?
Someone is following me all the time
Because he's trying to keep me from walking
Guilt is given with little cause by walking
Someone is following me all the time
Because he's trying to keep me from walking
Guilt is given with little cause by walking