These  streets
These  streets  have  beats  that  linger
These  trigger  fingers  seldom  caress
The  best  sound
Comes  from  nowhere
In  These  streets
We  speak  in  conversations
Caught  up  in  invitations
And  yet
The  best  sound  comes  from  nowhere
Out  of  nothing
In  the  background  noise
Comes  the  world  of  choice
In  the  distance  a  familiar  voice
It's  the  one,it's  the  one
I  adore
In  the  background  noise
I  can  hear  you  call
With  such  persistence
That  I  have  to  fall
It's  the  one,it's  the  one
I  adore
What  gives  what  takes
I'm  always  considered  a  contender
I  surrender  I  surrender
In  the  background  noise
Comes  the  world  of  choice
In  the  distance  a  familiar  voice
It's  the  one,it's  the  one
I  adore
In  the  background  noise
I  can  hear  you  call
With  such  persistence
That  I  have  to  fall
It's  the  one,it's  the  one
I  adore
In  the  background  noise
Comes  the  world  of  choice
In  the  distance  a  familiar  voice
It's  the  one,it's  the  one
In  the  background  noise
I  can  hear  you  call
With  such  persistence
That  I  have  to  fall
It's  the  one,it's  the  one
I  adore
These  streets