Hither is gloom, thither is glee,
The crowded street is tired of me,
My footsteps are now dying to see
A lonesome alley, with you and me.
A lonesome alley, and you with me.
Now , run quickly and come this way.
Help our minds hold their hands,
While we walk , let them band,
before we fear to lose the sway
over them and over the way.
The alley’s not gonna last too long
So please don’t care for right or wrong.
I know you have to me leave me again,
With none but timeless memories and pain.
Those memories will stride the crowd once more,
Till their feet and street are sore,
And when they find us waiting in pain,
You and I will walk again.
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