sirens ring, the shots ring out a stranger cries screams out loud i had my world strapped against my back i held my hands, never knew how to act
and the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me and now it\'s drawn me in 6th avenue heartache
below me was a homeless man singin\' songs i knew complete on the steps alone, his guitar in hand it\'s fifty years, stood where he stands
and the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me and now it\'s drawn me in 6th avenue heartache
now walkin\' home on those streets the river winds move my feet subway steam, like silhouettes in dreams they stood by me, just like moonbeams
and the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me and now it\'s drawn me in 6th avenue heartache
look out the window, down upon that street and gone like a midnight where was that man but i see his six strings laid against that wall and all his things, they all look so small i got my fingers crossed on a shooting star just like me just moved on
and the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me and now it\'s drawn me in 6th avenue heartache
