Give me a reason to believe what I'm hearing 'Cause I gotta find another way to feel it You don't have to be so unkind now You're a passenger tied to your own crowd Rising up from the ground like a battle king Lifting up on a breeze like a bird's wing Are we just another one of your playthings Hanging all our weight on a shoe-string? I've walked this street before One hundred times or more Yet I don't know what for I've walked this street before I've walked this street before ♪ Now you see that I'm down and I'm using Now to try and find another way of choosing Midnight came and it framed in the vision A broken image of a life refusing So give me a reason to believe what I'm hearing 'Cause I gotta find another way to feel it You don't have to be so unkind now You're a passenger tied to your own crowd I've walked this street before One hundred times or more Yet I don't know what for I've walked this street before I've walked this street before ♪ I've walked this street before ♪ One hundred times or more Yet I don't know what for I've walked this street before I've walked this street before One hundred times or more