Hot Streets Songtext
von Chicago

Hot streets down below me
All the people moving slowly, oh, oh, oh
As they search each other′s faces

For a trace of hope
Concealed beneath their laughter
And it's only love they′re after

Oh-oh, whoa, oh
Yeah-eah, yeah, yay

Mountains lie before me
Skies ahead are looking stormy, oh, oh, oh
As the highway driver braces


For a race with time
To reach a destination
In his own imagination

A child of the sky (of the sky)
A rider on the wind, I can fly (I can fly)
A prisoner of time (prisoner of time)
A dimensional crime, lost am I (lost, am I)

Winter stars above me
With a woman who can love me, oh, oh, whoa
And the moonlight swept embraces

Fill my space with joy and peace
The sweet vibrations
Of a lover's celebration