But I still keep on believing
that it'll come back someday
and it ain't the candlelight
It's not the streetlight,
some old street of dreams
But I've seen it shinin' in your eyes
And you know what I mean,
Sometimes I try to tell myself
Just a fantasy that used to be
But you and I know better now,
even though it's been so long
If your memory really serves you well,
you never tell me I'm wrong.
and it ain't the candlelight.
It's not the streetlight,
some old street of dreams.
But I've seen it shining in your eyes,
If I ever feel the light again,
you know things will have to change.
will have to be rearranged.
If you can help it come about,
if you're ever so inclined,
there ain't no rhyme or reason
why a woman can't change her mind.
It ain't your kind of life.
It's not the streetlight,
it's some old street of dreams.
But I've seen it shining in your eyes.
It's not the streetlight,
summer on street of dreams,
it's not you or I, it's or I