Here on the streets where I was raised
The sun hides behind clouds all day
And people live their humdrum lives and I can't understand
How they leave their cares behind, so sure and certain
Somewhere there must be someone
Doesn't laugh or point or think it's strange
That life is love and summer days
Here where the drunken bells just ring
There is something real missing
And when I hear them laugh I say the joke's on them
But once I'd like to share a joke
With someone who might understand
That somewhere there might be someone
Doesn't laugh and point, and think it's strange
That life is love and summer days
How you could say I'm happy here
I might say happiness is near
But I'll confess with honesty if someone can confirm
That somewhere there might be someone
Doesn't laugh and point, or think it's strange
That life is love and summer days
That somewhere there might be someone
Doesn't laugh and point, and think it's strange
That life is love and summer days
And things might get better
And things must get better
And things might get better
And things will get better