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On A Stree Called Hope
Cilla Black
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I took a room in a house of gloom
Somewhere I could hide my sorrow
There I hoped to find a way to ease my mind
Couldn't face the cruel tomorrow
I sat until the hours of three or four
Thinkin' doesn't help, it seems
I crept to bed and cried myself to sleep once more
Then I had the perfect dream
'Cause I was standin' in a street called Hope
In a town named Freedom
And each clock pointed to the hour of love
Upon the street called Hope
At the house of Welcome
That's where he'll open the door of love
When I awoke the following day
Every doubt had left my mind
My dream had taught me what the prophets say
"Those who seek will always find"
I ran down the stairs and out into the street
Lookin' for the nearest phone
We both said sorry and decided to meet
To find ourselves a happy home
You guess, we're really lookin' for a street called Hope
In a town named Freedom
Where each clock is pointing to the hour of love
Upon the street called Hope
At the house of Welcome
That's where he'll open the door of love
Well, we're lookin' for a street called Hope
In a town named Freedom
Where each clock is pointing to the hour of love
Upon a street called Hope
At the house of Welcome
That's where he'll open the door of love
Well, we're lookin' for a street called Hope
In a town named Freedom
Where each clock is pointing to the hour of love
Upon a street called Hope
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