Besedila: Cream. Live Cream, Vol. 2. Deserted Cities Of The Heart.

On these streets where the time had died
The golden treat you never tried
In times of old, in days gone by
If I could catch your dancing eye

It was on the way
On the road to dreams, yea
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yea

The street is cold, its trees are gone
The story's told, the dark has won
Once we set sail to catch a star
We had to fail, it was too far

It was on the way
On the road to dreams, yea
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yea

I've felt the wind shout like a drum
You said, "My friend, love's end has come
It couldn't last, had to stop
You drained it all to the last drop"

It was on the way
On the road to dreams, yea
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yea

On these dark streets, the sun is black
The winter life is coming back
On these dark streets, it's cold inside
There's no retreat from time that's died

It was on the way
On the road to dreams
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yea

Now my heart's drowned in no love