Streak of Madness - Frank Wildhorn

Precious angel rest your head down Black all around is all you see At the break of dawn, sorrow’ll crack open Shooting from the seed A stem will grow tall Wher

Stop this train Leave me at the station In the rain Or in the dry desert air Desire will grow into dream Said you couldn’t cross the lake Nor find your way to

It’s pouring rain in Montréal Dreamt of you You weren’t feeling so well Sorry I had to go Feels so far now Your mind of gold Memories of childhood days Befor

You walk away again With that mysterious grin Though I want you so to stay Gotta find it inside of me Smile back at our silence Cherish the memories Oak, mesqui

Don’t take my hand Don’t be my man Just make me believe this world’s worthwhile I’m trying to find Anything that’s true Just let my dream pass trough you A

Come to me, my pretty babe Help me forget how lost I get Don’t want to wonder about the same ole questions Free me with your touch, your revelation Sounds of s

There’s a girl on the street singing her heart out The noise of the city Can’t bury her song There’s something she believes in Something that’s worth shouti

Dreams are made of Six dollar bills And running through tornadoes to be by your side Driving ten minutes on a forty five minute trip I was at your house in the