Cissiluren

If you'd write a map 
Would you mark my spot 
Would you position me 
And come take me back to the streets of you 
I won't be hard to find 
I'll be that blinking kind 
On your radar screen 
Please take me back to the streets of you 
I turned every stone 
I read between the lines 
I even asked a stranger 
But I couldn't find the streets of you 
I ain't the begging type 
I ain't the helpless type 
But I ain't to proud to ask 
Please take me back to the streets of you 
That would me cry with a smile on my face 
I wanna tell them about the love we share, the plans we made, the thing's we'll say 
In the morning time, night time and every time 
Leaving you has never been, on my mind, not there 
In the streets of you 
They call it make-believe 
I wanna make you see 
That it's a love you feel 
And that's the love that counts in the streets of you 
I feel I've been heard 
It's time for me to serve 
So here's to standing up 
In a clear blue day in the streets of you 
That would me cry with a smile on my face 
I wanna tell them about the love we share, the plans we made, the thing's we'll say 
In the morning time, night time and every time 
Leaving you has never been, on my mind, not there 
In the streets of you