Bruce Springsteen – Streets Of Philadelphia: Lyrics and Music Video
Streets Of Philadelphia Lyrics
I was bruised and battered and I couldn’t tell what I feltI was unrecognizable to myself
I saw my reflection in a window
I didn’t know my own face
Oh brother are you gonna leave me
Wastin’ away
On the streets of Philadelphia
I walked the avenue till my legs felt like stone
I heard voices of friends vanished and gone
At night I could hear the blood in my veins
Just as black and whispering as the rain
On the streets of Philadelphia
Ain’t no angel gonna greet me
It’s just you and I my friend
And my clothes don’t fit me no more
I walked a thousand miles
Just to slip this skin
The night has fallen, I’m lyin’ awake
I can feel myself fading away
So receive me brother with your faithless kiss
Or will we leave each other alone like this
On the streets of Philadelphia
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