Soft On Lonely Street

SOFT ON LONELY STREET – Written by Carroll Bryant

 

Knights gather at the round-table
Telling of the battles they have won
Drinking to the sweet taste of victory
And yes, I think maybe I may know some
 
As for me, I’m still waiting in that line
Ain’t got no armor to protect me
My heart is invisible and I can’t really claim
To understand how nice winning can ever really be
 
I think I could fall victim of a love
But I have to feel her, our eyes need to meet
Until then I just play it cool
Playing it soft on lonely street
 
And so the stories are handed down through generations
And friends introduce friends to other friends
But I can’t seem to find that somehow perfect niche
And I don’t think anyone truely understands
 
Now the warriors of the road are pretty big
The competition gets tougher everyday
There’s always someone else standing in the picture
And that someone always seems to steal her heart away
 
Well the king and queen sit high upon their throne
Glancing at the peasants way beneath their feet
I bet they never spent one single night alone
And I’m still playing it cool
Playing it soft on lonely street
 
And answers aren’t visions
They don’t appear in sight
You have to take what comes along
To help you get through the night
You know it’s wrong, but then again
It’s the only right
And nobody’s eyes meet
Playing it soft on lonely street
 
I think I could fall victim of a love
But I have to feel her, our eyes need to meet
Until then I just play it cool
Playing it soft on lonely street
 
Knights gather at the round-table
Telling of the battles and drinking to their victory
I’m still playing it cool
And playing it soft on lonely street
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