If you can't sleep tonight
  And if a fever grips you tight
  Theres a place we must explore
  Open wide the door
      We may be the haunted men
  But we will hold our heads up when
  We're walking down the street of dreams
      The dead beats and the dispossesed
  The seekers of unlikeliness
  The beauty walks arm in arm
  With the beast tomight
      We may be the haunted men
  But we will hold our heads up when
  We're walking down the street of dreams
      Down the street of dreams
      We walk down the street of dreams
      A thousand doorways open there
  A thousand voices sweet and clear
  Emotions felt with a passion
  Never felt before
      We may be the haunted men
  But we will hold our heads up when
  We're walking down the street of dreams
      When you walk down the street of dreams
  You gotta hold your head up high