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In the morning, cold gray dawnShines through my window on my bedroom wallsEven in the light it's hard to seeWhy no woman's sleeping next to meWell, I best not lose myself'Cause then I wouldn't have nobody elseTo tell the things that a dreamer dreamsWhen he's down and life is being meanTake a walk down Bleeker Street(There's people down, it seems I'm not the only)Trampled underneath the feet of lonelyIf I wasn't such a comely manIt wouldn't be so hard to understandWhy every time I find someoneI wind up reeling from her smoking gun?It gets hard to be myselfWhen I've got to keep my love on the shelf'Cause even deserts need a little rainTo end the drought and wash away the painTake a walk down Bleeker Street(There's people down, it seems I'm not the only)Letras de cancionesTrampled underneath the feet of lonelyIf I wasn't such a comely manIt wouldn't be so hard to understandI've tried so hard but I can't seeWhy no one waits at home for meSpent time watchin' falling rainCount the droplets on my window paneLooking for a lover in the chilly wetRainy days are gone I haven't found her yetI ain't hard to satisfyNo, I never been the kind to justifyIf I deserve a little miseryWell, then I guess I'd better let it beTake a walk down Bleeker Street(There's people down, it seems I'm not the only)Trampled underneath the feet of lonelyWell, if I wasn't such a comely manIt wouldn't be so hard to understandI've tried so hard but I can't seeWhy no one waits at home for me? From Letras Mania