City Streets

You saw me standing out in the street
I was looking for some action, yeah, someone to meet
There was holes in my pockets and a hole in my soul
And a whole lot of questions about which way to go

Looking for love, looking for drugs
Looking for a critic
Looking for love, looking for life
Living in the city, come on

Like a joke without a punch line, like a rat in a maze
Like last year's paper, yellow with age
I was a deck without a dealer, I was a day without a dawn
I was a train without a station until you came along

Looking for love, looking for fun
Isn't it a pity?
Looking for love, looking for life
Living in the city

You found me broken in the bad part of town
Couldn't look up to Heaven 'til I was all the way down
Your love reached for me, felt the scars on your hand
Saw your cross on the skyline - now I understand

Born for love, born for life
You were born in the city
You died for love, you died for life
You were died for the city
You're returning for love, returning for life
Jesus, returning for the city