Kids on the street feel the thunder beat burnin’ to the night.
Tellin’ lies with angels’ eyes, pullin’ switchblade knives...
Taken lovers walk away. Roll their eyes, some people say we’re
worlds away. Johnny runs loaded tommy guns. Sheri holds on tight.
Romeos and street-heroes, the promises they hide. Tommy’s messed up.
That’s okay. Dreamers dream their lives away. We’re worlds away.
Days we fight lonely nights with dreams and red, red, wine. Against
the angels, devils cry, playin’ out their time. And I know what
people say, that, "Love is just a kiss away." Worlds away... Kiss away...
