in our own pacennto a secret placennwhere you know you can feelnnwith a smile on you lipsnnoh you know that it hitsnnbecouse it may even kill mennwithout a soft french kissnnstanding on the threshold of our dreamnnand i wish you could leave me alonennon my ownnnnni've been around the worldnnand i've seen all the places you can call homennnow let the yellow street lights walk younndon't feel abandonednni'm behind younnnnright behind younnconstantly wandering,nndoing somethingnnnndon't know the destinationnnbut it's a one that you can count onnnyou catch me where the sides are turningnni know i'll have a wall to lean onnnnnand you made me believennthere was nothing but dream teamsnnand you made me believennthere was nothing but street teams for usnnnothing but sweet dreams